Greg, Erin, Car and Quincey

Well it turns out that I totally suck at blogging now that I live by my family. Too much to do, so little time! Haha.

A few weeks ago we flew up to the ranch for huntin' weekend. Carson was SOOOO excited to get his fishing pole out into the lake to catch a fish.



Too bad for us we didn't have the right bate. He caught like 4 fish but they kept getting away... So we never actually hooked one.

Quin was happy as a clam being reunited with her favorite person in the world.... GRANDPA!




I'm a pro fisherman. Should be in a contest or something. I can cast REAL far.



Got one on the line!



We drove to the nearest town for some ice cream bars on Saturday.



This was the town:



This was the "saloon"



And this was me getting hit on by the local folk. Notice the no teeth... Lovely. They were a great crowd, well except for when they called me a bad word. You know the B one?? lol But they still liked me. A little liquor, and I am everyone's favorite.



G man shot another deer. Anyone need deer meet? My freezer is FULL.

We went down to check out his prize.



Carson couldn't contain his excitement, but Quincey really couldn't stomach any of it.. This is how she looked at the deer the WHOLE time.





I tried to take a few pics of the kiddos on the range. It didn't go so well.




This is how the majority turned out.
Guess its not so great of an idea to make a pig face when trying to elicit smiles from little ones...






After a few days at the ranch we flew up to Seattle for some quality time with our favorite people.

We hit the zoo...



Sooo cute.



And the hot tub. (We had GREAT weather)
Quin likes to roll like this:




And I forgot how these inhabit every place you look...

Very Halloweenish.




Talk to ya soon...