Hangin with the Lorax and my old teddy bear at home one morning. Mornings are especially sacred in the summer. It's what mommy misses most during the school year. 
"Bee-u-ding Ouse!"
Having a snack at a secret spot on Monroe. Only a few minutes from home. Bridger was a little freaked out when he couldn't see his feet under water, but I'm sure that will change.
Sleepy and swinging with Grandma Barb at Karst Farm splash park.
Ruth and Bridger forging the fountain at the farmer's market. It wasn't that long ago that Ruth and I were playing trains. Now she is Bridger's personal mentor of all things childhood. What a great couple of kids!
Hiking with Daddy in the Deam. Took all day for him to finally crash and as we approached the parking lot little guy's eyes closed.
Building a fire with Ryan.
"Is the Dalai here yet?" We visited the Tibetan center this spring as it was in preparation for His Holiness to visit. The place really looked amazing! Bridger got to see a sand mandala being created grain by grain of colored sand.
Walking the meditation path. I think he was meditating about cars and trucks at this point. Maybe a bus. :) "Bumpy ride" A common description of Bridger's many travels. He likes to lay his blanket out like a road, run the cars over it and state how bumpy the road is. B's language has finally started to take off. From "separate" and "want it sunglasses" to "daddy c'mere".
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