There’s seriously a stretch called, “smell your feet.” Kids.

And pumpkin muffins, fall is upon us! (Though, it still feels far from sweater weather.)

With cousin Matt’s honey!

We had a flurry of video text exchanges with Matt about his bee hives and farm…and so FaceTime had to happen:) Lucky us! Our goal is to meet House, the cow, sometime soon.

Holmes did not stop cheering for the Mariners the entire four and a half innings we were there…well, except to eat:) Seriously, this kid was born to go to sports games. Also, wildfire smoke.