Camping Adventure

Camping is my new favorite part of life. You're outside all the time, you can get completely filthy and that's OK, you get to play in a tent AND (everyone already knows this one, but) all food tastes better when you're camping.

We camped at Lake Billychinook this past weekend with Uncle Ryan and Auntie Diana. Since Mom & Dad drove Grandma & Grandpa's camper van over and my car seat doesn't fit in there, I got to ride over with my Aunt and Uncle. They are so much more fun to ride with than Mom & Dad. I had a blast! I tried my best to keep my fellow road-warriors entertained with interesting banter (or "sporadic outbursts of Touretts" as Uncle Ryan calls it) and they kept the raisins and Cheerios flowing--we were a good team.

The drive over was a great start to the trip but then Dad put up the tent and HELLO!!! COOLEST THING EVER!! I ran around in that thing forever--LOVED IT. Mom and Dad call it my new babysitter.

I learned a lot of new words on this trip. I can pretty much repeat anything you say so, you better watch your tongue around me. In the past few days I've become pretty comfortable with saying 'Bar-B-Que', 'Peak-A-Boo' and any other three syllable words that sound like those. I can kinda get 'Auntie' and 'Uncle' out but, it's still a work in progress. I've thrown 'Boat' and 'Bird' out from time to time as well as a handful of others. You never know when I'll bust out a new word--if I like the way it sounds, I might just repeat it.

Here are a few photos of our camping trip.

Peak-A-Boo.

Crazy Face.

Can you believe the life jacket they put on me. So embarrassing.

Me & My #1 Dad.

I was so tired at this point and completely deflated due to the hideous life jacket I was forced to wear while on the boat. Here I am sitting like a wet noodle on Mom's lap, while she methodically deposits Cheerios into my mouth to keep me happy.

That's right. I'm driving the boat.

Watch out for logs!

Dad caught a fish that had a live crawdad in its mouth---COOL.

Getting my sea legs...or lake legs in this case.

Uncle Ryan's Redneck Fish Finder.

My 'Steve Irwin the Crocodile Hunter' Outfit.

Analyzing High Desert Dirt.

Hey Grandpa! Mom let me drive the van. Don't worry, we didn't hit anything too big.

Honk Honk.

OK, so, here are a few pictures taken this afternoon at the beach. I've figured out that if I scream enough, Mom and Dad will take me outside. I really turned up the heat on a tantrum today and voila!--next thing I know, we're at the beach! Cha-ching!

Can you dig it?

Sandy Boy.

Me & The Mom.

Rain or Shine

Play, play, play...that's all we do around here. Rain or shine. Yesterday was the Oregon Coast Aquarium in the rain, today we were soaking up the sun at the beach.

Sup, yo.

This shot is for uncle Ryan--that's a HUGE SNAKE behind me.

A meeting of the Fishes.

High Five.

Big fish, whatever. Check out this light!

Oh my gosh...another light?!?

Blowing off some steam.

While Dad may look like he isn't enjoying my throwing sand on his lap, it really was HILARIOUS.

Crazy Kiddo.

Army Crawl.

A MOMster is chasing me!!!

Dopey.

Aaaaachoooooooo!

Little Green Thumb

Today was a big day for yard work. I had a big crew working for me--Uncle Ryan, Auntie Diana, Papa, Mom and Dad were all hard at work. Turned out to be a great day though--we got trees planted, barkdust spread all around, weeds pulled, new plants put in......busy day! Check out the new hat that Grandma got for me--made me feel very official.

Safety check.

A (little) man and his machine.

Helping with the weeds.

Mom thinks I look like Elmer Fudd in this picture.

Watching Uncle Ryan work.

Fisher "The Boss" Wheatley

Shhhh....be vewy quiet. We're hunting wabbits!

I love yardwork!

Wedding Time!

Uncle Ryan and Auntie Diana were married this past weekend. Weddings are serious business. I was charged with the duty of being the ring bearer (although I had no interest in the job and required me to walk directly down an aisle, no stopping to pick anything up, no eating anything--just walk a straight line in front of a bunch of people--BORING!). Thankfully, my friend CJ was there to help with the duties. I put him in charge of the pillow, and as soon as I made my way down the aisle, I was outta there!

Stop for a quick photo at the wedding--as soon as this was taken,

I took off into the field to do some exploring.

Me and Momma.

Me and Grandpa.

Fish Pics

Addicted to Cheerios.

"What's that?"

Mmmmm...toes....

An afternoon at the playground.

Not a big fan of socks...just like his momma.

This is what he does when we say, "Fisher, make the face!"