Nathan and I went to Pike Place Market one day. I bought a mustache. It was the best thing ever. It's difficult to wear in the wind, but when it's still it's my favorite accessory.
A few days later Nathan, my mom and I went on a trip. First we visited the Olympic Game Farm in Sequim, Washington. It's not a happy place
but there are zebras
and a number of sad-looking bears who still find the drive to reach under their electric fences to take pieces of bread to eat.
And sometimes I'm kind of immature and want to take my picture next to the intersection of Kitchen Dick and Woodcock. Mother's the one who pulled over for it.