Our hearts go out to those experiencing the devastating fires in Los Angeles. Growing up in SoCal, fire season served as a regular reminder that it doesn't take much for everything to go up in smoke. Carly's husband Shad is among the firefighters battling the blazes, and we've traveled through and Mike knows people in the areas affected, so it hits close to home.
We don't have many photos this week. We're just getting back into the regular-schedule vibe.
On our walk with Kai on Monday, we greeted the ponies over in the northwest and west fields.
We've had chilly weather this week with threats of snow but not a lot of accumulation in the valley. It's nice to see the mountains covered in snow even if it means cold breezes on our walks and rides.
Hallie and Eliza have been looking after Ty and their roommate's cats. Mike joined Hallie on her trip on Tuesday after they took Kai back to his other house for the next few days.
Landon has decided to make some changes to his diet. Part of this means learning how to prepare fresh meals. Mike taught him how to butterfly a chicken breast so he could pan fry it as part of some other food he was making. L likes to eat pretty late in the day, which isn't always when the rest of us do. We appreciate his independent spirit; it's hard to believe he and Eliza are at a point where they need to develop real outside-the-home survival skills.
Eliza had art and learned some more drawing skills. She enjoys going on bike rides to the library either by herself or with Dad to get drawing books, specifically those tied to anime.
On his way to pick up the kids after work on Thursday, Mike came across these pretty tame deer in Elk Ridge.
Eliza likes mugging for the camera.
Mike hung the fun little bee ornament she and Hallie had gotten for him from his rearview mirror. Now Eliza wants to call his car the Beemobile (Bee-MO-bee-il?).
As mentioned above, we have watched on TV as parts of LA have burned in the wildfires this week. We love you and hope the fires are contained soon and that recovery is swift.
This is one of the many reasons why we let Fergus out to explore the neighborhood (claw, claw, claw). He seems happiest when he can go out for a few minutes in the morning and evening, and then he spends most of the rest of the day sleeping inside. It's tough being him. 😉
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