Beatty

There is a park by Portland Saturday Market with absolutely gorgeous blossoming trees.        

Working hard to keep all of the zombie monsters at bay.  This one was in the form of a monkey hat.   

A little bit of pirate racing with Jamaica!  

Portland Saturday Market is the epitome of Portland.  For forty-three years it has been the venue for local crafts and artists and now Treasure Buddy.      

Jack was happy to share his picture of daddy, mommy, and himself.  I never got a clear answer why daddy’s head was so large–certainly an artistic experiment of perspective.  I did learn that the lines on the bottom where daddy’s rough face.     

Jack had a field day with all the people dressed up.  First it was a bit scary, but after a few run-ins with Star Wars troopers and other known icons, Jack enjoyed the show atop my shoulders.      

Quesadillas made with the tortillas I made. Jack LOVED it.  I was making tortillas and he walks over and says, “I smell something yummy!” I told him I was making tortillas and he said, “Can we put cheese in it?” And voila. Quesadillas for breakfast.   

Rock Climbing at Club Sport.  Jack was convinced that he needed to take his shoes off in order to climb.