Raindrops are falling on my head...

To my beloved Paul...To the man who made riding a bike a beautiful thing, and taught us that sometimes nothing is a pretty cool hand.... Who drove race cars and sold salad dressing and stayed in love with the same woman for a bazillion years....who made me feel like a cat on a hot tin roof that would go out and join the Israeli Army just to see you walk up that hill.... Who made blue my very favorite color.... The Sting is that you're gone, hombre.

Rest in peace Paul... I think Shane finally can.

When the family gets together...

This weekend we had so much fun with our family visiting from Utah. Here is photographic evidence of all the good times...

Nana sharing her shake with Hank (as though she had a choice...)

Hank absolutely adores his cousin Ethan. He was so happy to show him the ropes with the big boy toys!

Hank and his Papa...

On our way to Seattle on Friday, we stopped in Granger to meet with a farmer Shane works with, and he gave us a tour of his mint still (where the mint leaves are harvested and then processed for their oil). We city slickers were pretty impressed!

Waiting in line for the Bremerton ferry, Uncle Shane gives Ethan his first driving lesson. I guess Greg Beule was busy...

On the ferry with the gorgeous Seattle skyline behind us!

Game day! Our own boys in blue are ready to cheer on the BYU Cougars!

Hank & Tank (or sweet baby Ethan)

Hank's own "excessive celebration"

Papa and Ethan's post game wrap-up show