8/1/15 on our way from Seattle to Vancouver!

8/2/15 Cassandra storefront (Vancouver)

8/2/15 splayed out poultry (Chinatown, Vancouver)

8/2/15 White Spots all over… (Vancouver)

8/2/15 sunset selfie (Stanley Park, Vancouver)

8/2/15 sunsettin’ (Stanley Park, Vancouver)

8/2/15 the pano shot that Chris ruined (Stanley Park, Vancouver)

8/2/15 more pano (Stanley Park, Vancouver)

8/3/15 art twerk (Granville Island, Vancouver)

8/3/15 dat view (Lonsdale Quay Market, Vancouver)

8/3/15 dat booty (Lonsdale Quay Market, Vancouver)

8/3/15 life-changing, ground-breaking bouillabaisse made by Adam

8/4/15 selfies on our way to Victoria Island!

8/4/15 Butchart Gardens!

and the boar statue drools…

8/5/15 totally zonked out

8/5/15 cute baby braid!

8/6/15 Pike Place Market and Waterfront selfies (check out Cadence’s growing misery)

8/6/15 Seattle Public Library

8/6/15 Farestart Restaurant graduation – where some people were moved to mistiness

8/7/15 Chris getting in the way of the view from Kerry Park

8/7/15 Selfies in Kerry Park (happy and sad emotions)

8/7/15 View from Kerry Park

8/7/15 dinner at Maneki

8/9/15 Mt. St. Helens the view looks fake as truck

8/10/15 Bridal Veil Falls Hike

6/14/15 Cavs spirit!!

6/18/15 creeper shots while seeing Celeste read! shoutout to Cadence for help with these shots

6/20/15 slime joke

6/21/15 Cadence assed out soon after starting to babysit her

June:

https://goo.gl/photos/UFYoHkWdwrKdGafM7

July:

https://goo.gl/photos/hsKDN5iX95NBqDo57

On our trip from Seattle to Vancouver, we stopped at a Burger King for lunch. I took Cadence to the bathroom & she says something.

Why did you say “fart?” I asked.

“I said fuck. I hit my arm on the door.” Cadence replied. I die cry laughing.

Cadence now goes to the bathroom by herself. She uses a stool to get herself on the toilet. For a while, she made us “stand in line” outside. She sometimes closes the door & says she needs privacy. She doesn’t like to wash her hands anymore (strange since that used to be her fav thing) so she tries to avoid wiping so she doesn’t have to wash her hands (looking for loopholes, my dad will say she’s going to be a lawyer).

She also plays by herself, sometimes going into her room and playing with her dolls.

She still primarily drinks from a bottle & wants a dut dut. She insists she’s still a baby & doesn’t want to be a big girl. What an idiosyncratic girl…

photo courtesy of mr. gendreau