Hurricane Hits Kirkland, WA!

Hammerin' Hank putting the Hurt on

Baby Gibson in Fall of 2007

You can blame Megan for this blog.... Maybe that's what we should have named it, actually. It's always nice to wash your hands of any responsibility early on...

We were so fortunate to have Shane, Megan and Hammerin' Hank-Henry the Hurricane spend a couple of days with us! In between feeding Henry brownies, watching him pace over our kitchen countertops, rearrange our CD's and try to grab obects off of the tv screen, Megan helped me start a blog.

I love my nieces and nephews blogs so much, that I am thoroughly intimidated by the process. I know our lives aren't near as exciting, and our baby isn't nearly as cute (don't get me wrong, he definitely had his hey-day, and he continues to be incredibly handsome... but once they're 18 and hairy, do you really want to look at a lot of pics of them??)... I digress.... actually, maybe that's what I should have titled this blog... hmmm. food for thought.

I was very spoiled this weekend, spending time with Gail and her family, Doug, Kristen, Bryce, Karine, Corey and especially playing with my adorable great niece and nephew, Madison and Gibson. Madison is delightful. She is smart and ariculate. Best of all, she is a girl who knows what she wants and knows how to get it. I was very wise and went bearing gifts. She assured her mother that the pink feather boa I had brought was "what she'd always wanted... every day". Whhhoooo. I dodged a bullet on that one. Gibson is also a love. He is utterly contented and loving. He adores his big sister and is so generous with his smiles and sweetness.

Madison at Fort Worden, Fall of 2007

I headed back to Seattle in time to have a great evening with our friends, Kim and Mike Printz, at the Triple Door. It was so fun to pretend we were young and hip and listen to some young and hip musicians. Steve almost blew our cover by complaining about "too much synthesiser", but I'm sure people still thought we were twenty-somethings... Either way, it was a great night.

The very next day, Shane, Megan and that beautiful Henry arrived. Henry is such a joy. Happy, energetic and somehow moving in perpetuity, without ever bending his knees. He is also apparently highly spiritual, as his hands are always in the air, like unto Moses.... It brought our family to a whole new level, I'm telling you! He is an absolute joy and made his Aunt Lynn's heart sing when he would cuddle with her.