It was Canada Day (July 1st). Rivi wore something red, showing partial patriotism. Total patriotism also requires wearing white. Super-patriotism means you only wear red and white, or better yet, you only wear a Maple Leaf toga.

We have no lawn. Rivi mowed it.

Rivi climbed into the cubby. Then she tried standing up, over and over. We still don't know what she was trying to do, though there was a definite (though probably impossible) goal. 

A new game. 

You miss her, don't you? 

Alignment by Rivi

Rivi's new room.

What if I unplug it?

Or, I could just rip the cord out of the machine and then it won't make that awful noise. 

11 MONTHS OLD TODAY


no hands 

GREAT GRANDMOTHERS
Great Grandma Alice
Savta Zena

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy

Bert, Border Collie.

Rivi and Brown Sugar

Atop the Great Elk

With Grandpa George

A little hike.

Carseat.

Rivi and her cousin Hailey.

Whachoo lookin at sucka?

Interpretive dance with tupperware 

Bird nest on the back porch.
Robin's eggs 

Imagine fine puppets,
all pink and pretty,
on a fancy pink stage
in a park in the city.


Wrapped up in the news 

Rivi is 10 months old.

Through a lens brightly.

The new look.

I, Carnivore.


It don't mean a... Oh forget it: Swinging! 

Looking a little suspicious, I'd say.

Blahhhhhh 

MEAL TIMES


 

ANOTHER DAY AT THE PARK
Today, Jack and Elana went with us to see the rabbits and llamas.