These moments fewer and farther between.
I love this little boy with every piece of me.
Cleaned up the tree.
Tag was a big help.
8 years later and he is still ever present in our lives.
Sure miss you, Bubs.
We love Uncle Hank.
Even if Tag doesn't look like it in the last pic.
It was our first night at nana and Papas and Tag wasn't sure about everything yet.
I really wanted to take Tag on a hike with me while I was home.
I put him in this pack for 15 minutes at home and he was over it. I figured the hike was a bad idea.
But it was worth a shot...
My best friend, Carissa, got married on Saturday. On friday the bridal party all went on a hike up to the wind caves up Darby Canyon.
I hadn't been in a few years. It was soooo much fun and the weather was perfect!
I grew up in Teton Valley, Idaho.
Only after leaving the valley do I truly realize how lucky I was.
Tag loved our ride with Aunt Bea... even though it put him to sleep. ;)
When you grow up somewhere, sometimes you miss out on all the tourist stuff in your hometown. I do anyway.
Since Tag isn't Teton Valley baby, I'm making sure we are getting all the pics!
Yup. I'm months and months behind.
So I'm just posting recent pics.
Tag is pulling himself up... and trying to free stand. He is starting to step from one piece of furniture to the next.
He has a serious pickle obsession.
He is a heartwarming smile...
And is growing way faster than I'd like!