Archive for the ‘Olivia’ Category

Texas love 

The girls and I spent a few days in San Antonio earlier this month. It was my first time in the city, and their first time in Texas. They were great travel companions (even if they did insist on visiting a wax museum…). 

Happy Halloween!

Gramma’s fall 2016 collection includes Cruella DeVille, Owen the fire chief, and the Queen of Hearts–another triple in the books!


Ava’s black dress is absolutely gorgeous – this will definitely be a staple for this girl in the coming months.  She was afraid her wig made her look a little bit crazy – but I reminded her that her muse was indeed insane.


When Olivia opened her costume, she proclaimed it the best yet. I might have to  agree.


And sweet Owen. When I asked him to smile, he told me “firemens don’t smile.” (Later, when I told him that firemen don’t cry, he said “they do when they are children.”)

This kid LOVES his costume.

Thanks so much, Mom! Happy Halloween, everyone.

Homecoming in LFK

We celebrated KU’s homecoming last week with a parade on Mass Street. Katie and I may have shed a tear or two (as one does when a marching band plays during a parade), but all four kids had a blast.

“Touch a Truck” day

Basically the best day ever when you’re four. Not bad when you’re a big kid either!

Sweet summer Saturdays

Olivia and her friend (and–much to their collective consternation–Owen) had a cute little lemonade stand on a sunny Saturday last month. This morning it was 59 degrees–time to break out the hot cider!

Third! 

This one couldn’t wait for school to start. Third grade is going to be awesome. 

Oregon coast 

A few more shots from a trip that now seems way too short.

In the middle 

A first for our first–middle school orientation. Classes begin Wednesday! I love these girls, and I’m glad they are together. Brave, indeed. 


Way out west 

Last Saturday morning, we boarded a flight west–Owen’s first to remember, most likely. 


We connected through Vegas, promptly lost $40, then landed in Portland. 


By the time we hit the Pacific Coast Highway, we’d been at it for 12 hours already. The kids were troopers (and even Bryan hung in there). 

Another four hours on the road landed us at Seal Rock–straight west of Corvallis, right on the ocean. 

It was clear but cold our first night. In the week we were there, we didn’t have a better sunset!

Oregon coast

Rebecca: “Kids, when we get to Oregon, it’s going to be too cold to swim.”

Kids: “Ok.”

Rebecca: “No, for real – you might be able to dip your toes in the surf, but it is truly too cold to be in the water.”

Kids: