Greetings from Ventura Harbor

This is Fall

Micah had his last swim lesson this weekend. By "swim lesson" we mean "parent and child water adjustment class." He is still adjusting. As am I to the idea of outdoor swim lessons in November, but hey, this is how we roll now. Of course the wind chill factor brings it down to a chilly 70 degrees at least:



On a separate note, the "I" above actually refers to me, Micah's mom. Zack was threatening to change the name of the blog for a while there while I was shirking on my blogging duties and asleep by 7:30pm every night. I've had a lot going on inside of me. Here is me at the park on a typical day trying to keep it together:



The good news: I'm almost out of the first trimester and we heard ony one heartbeat last Friday.

roar

In his dinosaur pajamas, Micah roars and bites.

leisure wear

Earlier this week, Micah and Amy put on their bathrobes and enjoyed some warm milk on the couch.

where's the dark?

Micah and I caught the sunset at the beach today. We watched from when the sun cracked the horizon to the moment the last sliver disappeared. At that point Micah asked, "why isn't it dark?"

aaaargh!

Taken at Marina Park.

november 4

As usual, Micah crawled into bed with us before dawn and went back to sleep briefly.


Then he woke us up by saying, "John McCain".

We're not making this up.

halloween

What is he?


Oh, a bunch of grapes.

the rest of Hawaii

Here the scoop on the rest of our Hawaii trip. Sorry for the long delay.
On the day of Alisha's wedding, Amy and Zack snuck off to Tunnels Beach and enjoyed some snorkeling and peace n' quiet.


The wedding was beautiful. Afterwards, I caught up with Lucy and Reece, chatting on the lawn.Meanwhile, Micah exhausted himself on the trampoline.

By the dinner and dancing started, he was pooped.