Favorite shoes, Day 360

I go walking, Day 328

On the bus, Day 237

There are definitely some days that I wished I lived in Boulder so that I didn't have such a long commute home.

Waiting, Day 236

Shedding, 176

All the wet gear is shed after playing out in the snow.

Real boys wear pink, Day 46

My son is a real boy. A boy with long hair. A boy who wears the color pink. A boy that has a baby doll. A boy who loves to dance. A boy who will play with all the girls at school (and all the boys). A boy who loves to be hugged and kissed by his mom and dad. A boy that doesn't play video games or watch TV. A boy who already knows about how babies are made and the proper terms for all of his body parts. A boy who is not your typical boy. I wouldn't have it any other way.

There's no place like home, Day 15

Red shoes make me happy. I love looking down at my feet with them on. When I wear them they always seem to take me somewhere exciting, like Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz. Even if they just take me into my backyard.