Billy Goat Artist

Leslie wrote a story, complete with pictorial representation, about the three billy goats gruff, and she elaborately presented it to me with Sabrina's help. It had a surprise compassionate ending for the much-maligned troll.

(In case you're wondering, Leslie is wearing a swimsuit, her regular Arizona at-home attire, in this picture.)

Tooth fairy!

Today Leslie lost her first tooth. Here she is when it first became loose, back at the beginning of September.

Leslie sees baby Ririe

This is a picture of the first time we saw baby Ririe.

Visitors

Robin, Bill & Preston came to see our new house.

Montezuma's Castle

This is a diarama of the inside of the castle.

Here's a picture we took looking up at it. Looks like a great place to live--but around 1450, they all left. No one knows why.

In the forest

Sabrina at Montezuma's castle

Leslie by the tree

Flowers

Montezuma's castle

Giraffe kisses

Preston could've won $5 for doing this, but apparently the giraffe wasn't up for kissing anyone but the tour guide.

Leslie sees a white tiger

Out for our blood

The tigers seemed friendly enough, but not the hyena. It made an ominous growling sound and watched our every move.

Petting the Python

Admiring the tiger

Larsons admire Russell's group project at Midwestern

Sabrina at Midwestern University

At Phoenix International Raceway

New house!!!

Sabrina, the first person to sleep in our new house.
Sabrina helped Russell measure the niche for our new entertainment center.
Dad looking triumphant after securing the connector for the fridge's water pipeline, a feat that required 4 trips to Lowe's.

Story time for baby Ririe