"I take back all the mean things I thought and said when I found out mom was pregnant with you".
I may or may not look like a boy
I like constant change. I also like taking pictures of myself doing the robot. Tonight these worlds collided
Oh life
I love when you're on a walk and you come across a mystical swing. Wouldn't you say that the only way to describe that is mystical? Maybe "childlike splendor" could be worked into that sentence somewhere too.
Gouls and Goblins
Bret, Baby Huey Pumpkin, and I would like to wish everyone a Happy Halloween. (Baby Huey pumpkin is much cuter in person, so cute he deserved a name).
Sadie Hawkins
While looking through some pictures recently I came to the conclusion that I would have made an excellent twin.
Pointless Story #2
Recently I watched through my bedroom window as my neighbors turned their front yard into a pumpkin patch of sorts. This made me reflect on a series of pictures taken of me and my kindergarten class as we took a field trip to the pumpkin patch back in 1990. These pictures are what you would imagine, a bunch of kids on a hay wagon, one crying others giggling, some pictures of kids with huge pumpkins, etc. Looking back on it, the only thing odd about the pictures is that I'm dressed as a scarecrow. No one else in the class is dressed as a scarecrow or in any costume being that it was October 12th or something. I can't imagine that my teacher had a sign up sheet for one of us to be a pumpkin patch mascot for the day nor can I imagine my 4 year old self signing up for the task. So what this must mean is that when my mom read, "appropriate pumpkin patch attire", which probably meant an extra sweater and closed toe shoes, she took it as, "dress up as if you are a part of the pumpkin patch". So there I stood amongst my fellow 5 year olds with a flannel shirt stuffed with hay, a straw hat, and patch work pants. Oh, and my face painted as a scarecrow. I wish I could see my teachers expression as we filed in the door that day, 28 kids and one scarecrow.
Ode to Oregon Part 2
In case you're interested in watching our home/music video.
Home (Wherever I'm With You) from Bret Baker on Vimeo.
Ode to Oregon
When I was 14 I read an article on Bend, Oregon and pronounced then and there that I would live there one day. I may have made this proclamation a few times in my life about various cities across the world that I hear about and become obsessed with. Bend came up again recently and I have been talking about it incessantly. When Bret and I realized we had Labor day off and it was our anniversary, it only made sense to drive 9 1/2 hours up to central Oregon to check it out. It was everything my 14 year old mind could have imagined. We also swung by Crater Lake National Park and Mt. Shasta on the way up. Here is an overload of pictures:
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