My favorite part of this picture of Zoya is the shiny part on her costume where her little round tummy sticks out!As promised mom, here is an equally flattering snapshot of yours truly for all of posterity to admire. All I have to say is, "Don't hate us because we're beautiful!"
Hey, if I could figure out how to put us cheek-to-cheek in these pictures, we could go, "hhkhkhkhkhkhkhkhkh0OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO!!!!!" (sorry folks, inside joke)
I've wasted my morning away looking through a ton of old pictures that I have on the computer. These are some of my favorites:
Cousin Max (this picture still makes me giggle!)
Cousin Riley
My Dyl Pickle
Husband and Zoya at La Push (I love the detail in the water almost as much as I love the subjects of this photo!)
G-Sue at her finest (sorry mom, I'll take this down if you want, but I love it so much!) "You are so BEAUTIFUL..........to MEEEEEEEEE!"I was going through old pictures and found this one from 2 years ago. I can't believe I cut off all that hair! What was I thinking?????? The good news: at least it can grow back.
Isn't that a Jehovah's Witness line? Check out this post...how exciting (not to mention exhausting)!
Dylan went salmon fishing for the first time a couple of weeks ago with his friend Zane (whose dad, incidentally, grew up in Stevensville, MT - graduated in 1980). I wasn't sure he would like it that much since he had to opt out of the owl pellet dissection in school last year because he thought it was so gross that he was getting queasy. Surprisingly he LOVED it, and even helped clean his fish, though he said that he spent most of the time playing with the fish intestines. FUN! That must come from my gene pool because Kathy Parker and I used dissect the eyes of the fish her dad caught on the Bitterroot and would spend hours on their patio seeing who could stab the lens with the point of a knife first. Yes, my interest in biology started early!
Zane's dad filleted and vacuum-packed Dyl's fish and sent it home, and we enjoyed some of it for dinner that night. It was delicious!! I think we're going to look for a small boat and start catching our own salmon from now on. There's really nothing that compares to fresh fish!
Both Dylan and Zoya have started school for the year (their first days were almost a month ago). Dylan is in 5th grade and loving every minute of it so far, aside from being a little nervous about the increased amount of homework. He's also THRILLED about the health education unit they will have toward the end of the year...yes, the dreaded "talk" happens this year for his class (does that bring to mind Ms. Mullary's hideous flowered bag for any of my sisters? That's the only memory I have of my fifth grade "talk"). I keep telling him that he's got nothing to worry about because I gave him all the information he'll ever need last summer, which included a graphic trip through several of my biology books and a complete physiological explanation of where babies come from. He was really funny about it all - his only comment after he finished gagging and making mock vomiting sounds was, "Mom, don't you think you should have waited 'til I was a teenager before you told me that?!" Anyhoo, he's excited for the most part about fifth grade, and loves his teacher.
Zoya is attending a co-op preschool this year. There are a lot of great things about it, including the teacher and curriculum. I get to spend one of the three mornings there "working," which sometimes is great fun and other times not so much (is it terrible to admit that I don't like other people's kids, or at least some of them?). She's not very happy if she has to stay home for any period of time, so school has been really good for her. The only problem is that she only goes 3 days a week, so the days she doesn't go get really long. 
