Home on the Range

Now we're home, and we do calm stuff, some times. Tomorrow is a pumpkin patch, Thursday we head to see Grama Max and Grampa Don. Next week we head back to Colorado, this time on an airplane. Enjoy, our Domador life.

Dad needs a lot of help washing his car. I like the bubbles the best.

I have also tried going to day care a couple times on base. Hayes and Mom sometimes go to a music class, other times mom just has some quiet-er time. I'm 1-2. The first time I did great, but today my teacher had to call my mom to come get me. I'll get used to it, in a few years.

Can you feel the apprehension?
You may remember this headband from my sis. If not, enjoy a good laugh.
You know we are officially home when we finally make it back to the Zoo. "The Zoo". No podunck Denver, but THE SAN DIEGO ZOO! Don't be a snob, mom.
This pic is taken especially for Anna. She is one of my blog stalkers and I thought I'd show her that my life isn't always perfect...

Remember when I said that my mom was crazy? I don't thing 30 year olds should be playing Guitar Hero in Circuit City. Pretty pitiful. Enjoy, at her expense.

And I am learning to talk. And I'm a little obsessed with my dad.