Wow!!! so much happens in the journey of living life...( riding waves, literally and figuratively)...especially when you have a pistol like FRANCES! Our daughter is a wild one, I tell ya. The past few months have been difficult to say the least....but filled with great blessing too. Sheash..it has been some time since I updated the blog so here it goes.
Grampa Craig and Grandma Karen visited around labor day....we had fun and spent a short stint in the pool. That was when the pistol turned one year of age. Fran began to walk around that same time. Then came time for full on bay area September...waves were fun...we went to the beach often and the weather was great. Cousin Annie was born. What a babe! Frances loves the beach and went several times in Sept. Katie...the beautiful 'MOMMA' turned the big three-one toward the end of Sept. and too began a difficult sleep/teething pattern for Fran. Seems like for the last 2 month plus she has wanted to stay up extra long for her 'awake' periods at night making it super hard for momma and dada to get good sleep. Then great grandma Bev and aunt Pam came to visit...unfortunately Fran wasn't feeling so hot...but we did spend some quality time enjoying great food around San Rafael. Soon thereafter, Fran came down with a gnarly temp. Dada escaped the house from time to time to enjoy probably the worst fall surf in some time. Although, he did really enjoy one super foggy fall morning in 8-10 foot great fun surf at ocean beach watching the dolphins explode out of the back of the waves. Now here we are in mid Oct. and the waves look like March....but sure feels like Fall around town. Frances is getting better....slowly..Momma too....but soon things will be cruising right along like normal. I love the fall.....mostly because it signifies the turning of another year...good friends show up around Holloweenie.....and better beers begin to arrive on the shelves. Should mean good waves too....but those have truly yet to come. Love you all....peace and God bless! GroundArt. enjoy the pics.
