Farmer's Market

Saturday we got out the bikes and I loaded up in the Chariot,

off to the Farmer's Market we went to look a fun stuff and grab some tasty eats

We watched some crazy hula-hoopers and ate some pastries

then we found some cool Styrofoam sword

I hugged the sword all the way home and then Dad took this sleepy pic of me

Mr. Crab R.I.P.

I've been looking after my friend Jack's sea creatures. Sushi the gold fish and a pair of hermit crabs, Hermi and Crab Stu.

The fish has pretty sedate but the crabs are a handful.

At first Hermi would just bury himself in the sand, Stu would be the only visible crab and he was odd. When we looked at him he would practically come right out of his shell. After a few days of living with us Crab Stu moved out of his shell and was cruising the tank, not sure if he didn't like his other shell options or if he just wanted to end it all... he eventually stopped moving and MOm had to remove him.

With Crab Stu gone Hermi came to the surface and was all over the tank even climbing up the walls, that lasted a day and we haven't seen him since...did he escape?

Hike to Dog Lake

Mom put her foot down this weekend, no all day riding adventures for Dad

instead we decided to go for a hike

we packed up the all the dogs and set out for Dog Lake

At the top we had a mini picnic and watched Winnie hunt for badgers

Meeting of the little Dougs

Thursday Dad's good friends Uncle Nick & Aunt Jody came down from Park City to visit with us

they brought along their little dougs Benji and Zach,

whom I've never met cause they all live in Philly. Dad stayed with Nick last year when he was traveling the Grand Prix circuit

We had a good time poaching Laird park and snacking!

hopefully when Zac is a little bigger they'll visit every winter and we can snowboard together

friends for life!

In my spare time I've been playing with some water features

in the back yard and making funny faces..

Born with a silver spoon.. well not really

I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth but I was handed one down from through the Goulet/Reed lineage and a nice silver cup from my Grandpa Mike.

I love it, the spoon is a shorty, just the right size for a little man like myself

I've been grubbing all sorts of big boy food....as you can see.

Dad has been going downhilling on the weekends

here are a few images from his adventures

Nose Rockets and Trail Maintenance

I've discovered my nose

I can smell with it, I can store things in it and I can shoot things out of it

Dad captured this footage of me nose rocketing my sugar smacks

Tuesday Uncle Heath decided to take a vacation at our place

one morning He and Dad were hoping to go for a ride but MOm was headed to the gym

so Instead Dad and Heath took me to do some trail maintenance

kind of fun but really hot and dusty

Weekend Picnic

Yesterday we let Dad go downhilling in Park City for the day, MOm and I met up with Baby Mia and Aunt Sarah for a shop and water play mission.

When Dad got home we decided to got to Sugarhouse park for a picnic by the stream

The water is freezing cold but you get used to it, or at least you feet go numb

I like to throw rocks in the water and make a big splash

Uncle Sean got a big bike recently, Dad has been taking him around the trails

helping him to stretch his comfort zone

Dad says its mind over matter...the bike doesn't mind so it doesn't matter.

here Uncle Sean contemplates a drop off while a rusty skeleton taunts him