We just arrived home in Boise after almost a week visiting with my family in Capitola. It was confirmed, yet again, that grandparents and uncles are way more fun than actual parents.
|At the Cabrillo Farmer's Market with Grandpa and the awesome Radio Flyer tricycle, dubbed "Porter's Bike".|
|My dad's garden, fecund as ever.|
|Oh look, a weed!|
|Luke, Porter and I took a trip to UCSC and I had a moment when I called for Porter in the bookstore.|
If you know how he got his name then you'll understand.
|We scoped the new bookstore/student union. Decidedly not as cool since it's been updated but deemed necessary for the growth of the campus.|
|Followed up the UCSC visit with bread bowls and animal watching at the Santa Cruz Wharf. Here we have a multitude of sea lions being very lazy.|
|A pelican, a la Nemo.|
|I forced Luke to get a massage and soak in a tub with me at the Well Within. It was hard wearing a robe, but he pushed through like a good sport.|
|I've been looking for just the right rain boots for the upcoming seasons and finally decided on the Crocs. We took them for a test splash in front of our neighbors house. They kept the pajama bottoms dry. Success!|
|He made a bubble!|
|Gotta catch the zzz's when you can on these trips. The days go so fast and there's so much to do.|
|Took Porter to the beach for the first extended period of time. Poor kid, his mom hates sand. He loved it, and I got a full frontal of sand thrown at me. Just a quick reminder of how sand manages to get everywhere. Blech.|
|Shortly after arriving home. Porter's experimenting with facial expressions. This one is usually accompanied with head nodding up and down, preferably to a beat.|