ooo, also, in this new year... how about some photos?

Here's some stuff thats happened since I typed a year and a half ago...

got silly as a family...

got a new ride...

happy as said family...

snow times...

snow times...

fell in love again and again...

sprinkled with some of this...

dressed up... and down...

festivaled....

live oaked....

san franciscoed....

picked fruits...

started kindergarten...

turned 4 and then 5!

more festivaling...

kissed papa...

tap tap... uh... is this thing on?

Hi. Are you still out there? WOW. It's been a really long time. . . over a year and a half. I started referring to this "blogging" thing as something I once did. Then today, I ran in to check the internet to see if there was something that was/is the opposite of misophonia, which is the intolerance of small sounds like the sound of someone chewing. We talk about this from time to time, as my mate... I wanna say "suffers" from this... it is a medical condition (come to find). So, I was curious about whether or not there was something on the other end of the spectrum, like a fetish for those sounds. I stumbled upon a really cool, well written blog about the condition and a few comments about the opposite. I love the world wide web! Every weird, extreme, obscure thing in the entire world and that rare moment when you type something into the search engine and it isn't there! This has become a sort of game for us. I love to try to think of the thing that has never been searched for. I love to imagine that somewhere, in googleland, when you type in the thing thats never been typed in... a small, geeky group with white lab coats goes "oh, ahhhhh!" and, for one brief moment, recognize you as the genius.