I love when Gus drinks water.  He always takes a long drink, pauses, and then takes another short drink before walking away.  Without fail, whenever he drinks, he comes away with a fat droplet stuck on his lower lip.  It often lingers for several minutes, until he rubs on something that soaks it up.  It’s one of the many things about this little boy that I adore.

 
I got a new hat when I was in Portland this weekend, just in time for Snowmageddon 2012 here in Seattle.  And for the record, I was in full (unintentional) rainbow colors on the way in to work this morning.  Red windproof pants, orange winter jacket, yellow crime scene tape themed scarf, green gloves and my blue hat.  GAY!

I’ve been using my mom’s laptop since I went on vacation and just today I happened to notice a file of photos from god knows when, of my dad and some friends on a camping trip in the mountains somewhere.  I have no idea when this was.  I have no idea who any of the guys in the other photos are.  I DO remember this little truck behind him and whenever I see photos of it I immediately get flashbacks to all those times we’d ride in it to the …