Six and going

Six years ago today, Joel and I, looking impossibly young, ate an astronomical amount of pie.

Like, really a lot.

This time last year, we were living with my parents and trying to figure out what you do with a baby.

(You do a lot of this.)

(But also a lot of this.)

Joel graduated and became a Real Doctor

and we acquired ourselves our first human-niece (our other nieces are puppies, as are all our nephews).

We left Tiny Baby Eleanor with my folks for two days and went to a wedding on a beach like fancy grown-ups

but we brought her with us when we went camping, and it was sunny for the half-hour depicted here.

We went to Seattle and Portland and saw the sights

Gotcher nose, Troll Under the Bridge.

and visited the zoos

and ate at the food trucks.

And then we moved to Calgary and went to the Stampede

It was 1000 degrees in the shade that day

and did rather a lot of hiking

Come on, sign.

and went to every food festival we could find.

There were many.

And then it became winter and we were like, I don't understand this mess.

So we went to Mexico, for warms.

And BC visited us and we visited BC and one time we even DROVE

but we try not to pine for it. We've found lots of indoorsy things to do in this City of Actual Winter, and we spend a lot of time in the Africa exhibit at the zoo.

We've done a round of the holidays with a baby now, and it's been every bit as good as I imagined. Joel's pegging away at residency and I'm hanging out with Eleanor and working on the internet, writing about my twin loves of books and food. Birds keep getting in our house and there's still snow on the ground in APRIL, but today we taught Eleanor what indoor picnics are

and what ice cream is.

So many more things to learn.