And a happy Thanksgiving to all.

Especially John.

One two, buckle my shoe.

Please turn head sideways. Sorry about that. Blame Steve Jobs.

Please note the 'jumping' going on. It's totally going to win awards for cuteness.

What? This isn't a chair?

All Day I Dream About Sandals.

OCD is genetic.

So, where we goin'?

Yeti.

My dad took this picture, that's why it's in "focus".

Tiny bubbles.

Attack of the 50 foot baby.

A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet.

Apparently trying to get someone to talk for the camera results in giggles and book-hitting.

Sophie now has quite a few words in her repertoire, the newest of which are 'oh no!' and (while shaking her finger) 'No, no, no!'.

Although she still calls both Mom and Dad 'Mom'. Still working on that one.

It's all pink.

Every. Single. Thing.

Brrrrrr.

First fire of the season.

"You're funny uncle Scar." "You have no idea."