This little sweetie has a hyperactive firework phobia. It is actually pretty heartbreaking, the smallest *pop* will send him scampering into the tightest space he can find (usually just his fat head under the bed) and then he gets the scaredy-shakes for the rest of the night. Boo. So we have started heading to the mountains for the fourth of July, as far away from the fireworks as we can get. I know, big sacrifice!
We went to the Wallowa Mountains in Oregon and goodness gracious--that place was alarmingly green! Our backpacking trip got cut a day short after finding out the lake we were headed to was still iced over and so we spent a chilly night sleeping between giant snowbanks.
Family photo! We had stopped for an m&m break and Gesso decided it was time for a nap. Don't be worried that I have a tube sticking out of my head and that Evan is looking a little creepy.
And then our camera died...