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Do you think Sophia is enjoying the macaron?

One of the things I am most proud of about my family is that they are equally at home in the middle of nowhere at our home in (extremely) rural Montana, as they are in front of Ladurée on the Champs-Élysées in Paris. I suppose I'm bragging a bit by saying that, but with a wife and kids like I have, there is a lot to brag about.

Ruth was a little apprehensive about giving Tristan a haircut, at 10 months old she didn't know how he'd handle the snip, snip of the scissors and the sitting still. He amazed us both with his willingness to sit for her. He kept trying to look around, but overall really seemed to enjoy the experience.

Sophia had oodles of fun hunting Easter eggs this year. (2012)

Hopefully the rest of their childhood is as amicable as this scene.

Taken one week from Ruth's due date.

Ruth asked Sophia what drink she wanted with her afternoon snack. Her unequivocal answer was a latté. We're already drinking decaf because of Ruth being pregnant, so we decided it was ok. After all what's the worst that could happen? That it'll stunt her growth?

For some reason every year when we take Sophia's Christmas pictures at least one of them makes her look greedy and/or evil. I suppose it might just be her dad coming out in her.

I'm still trying to convince Sophia that the best way to enjoy the snow is from inside the house.

The Seattle Monorail seems a little old and dated to many people. To Sophia it was the epitome of technological advancement. A girl for whom iPads, cell-phones, and computers are commonplace is wowed by mass transit. Seems at once ironic, yet perfectly predictable.

The lamp in her hands is an LED one that she'd stolen. It doesn't get hot, so she couldn't burn herself.