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Hillary now GAB.

Katherine's First Birthday "Party"

Mr. Kyle's very important very last minute party prepping.  Wouldn't you know that it included a bike?

Birthday Skater Girl

 Saving cake.  From the biker boys.

 Not saving face!  Betsy, please notice the extreme thought in cake color coordination.

 

My big party girls.

I finally got to meet him! The illusive Baby Sam.  Look Betty Jo, he's a cute as a button.

Mr. Kyle kicks of the adult (booze-less) fun.

 

Uncle Matt flies down the hill.  Look at that big smile!

Baby Sam and his Aunt Michelle take the 5K.  She just just kept going and going and going?

 And here goes Joe.

My baby and her birthday girl.

 

It was a great party for all! And no rain.

Late Night Party Prep

Making it an orange party.

Oliver the Painter

Art Faves

 

Woof

For Tim's studio

Always lots of art at High Point Market

High Point Time Again

 

A little Purell conveniently located in the elevator.  Now we're off to a good clean start.

Big Feet Little Feet

Uncle Tim looking like a rock star with Baby Katherine.  So sad, too soon for Bubbie to be heading to the airport.  Just wish that I could have stayed for Tim's second surgery.

Sunday Fun Day

Sun-day stroll.

 Look what Master O found on the floor at market!

Top Deck - with happy smiles and wind in their hair.

Littlest new walker.

Bain Bridge Peek a Boo.

 Mr. Kyle style on the ferry.

 Sharing on the ferry back to Seattle.

After a fun day, we're heading back home with my girls.

My Seattle Sunshine

Waiting for MomMom before our Sun-day adventure.

 Look what Master O found on the floor at market!

Wind in our hair.

The new walker.

Bain "Bridge" Peek a Boo.

Poor Uncle Tim

Two fractured heels from a climbing accident.
Hopefully the surgery is tomorrow and the heels heal quickly.
Bubbie will fly out next Thursday with Chicken Soup and Mac and Cheese for Uncle Tim.

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Started the fire in GAB's bedroom. Stay warm, sleep tight, too cold for the Bedbugs to bite.
Tonight. 9 degrees Fahrenheit outside. The Walleyes are still looking up at ice.