When Christmas came around, everything was Pumpkin head, but also with Santa Claus. Spencer seems to blend them together, so Santa is kind of a frightening guy that comes down your chimney when you say trick or treat.
Now that my computer is fixed, I'll get to the summer photographs sometime in February, when it's -20 degrees and I'm sufferning vitamin B deficiency.
January during the melt!
One of the "Pumpkin heads."
Spencer scored this baloon at our friend's Christmas day party. More fun than toys, really....
Spencer got a harmonica, so maybe he'll dig Tom Waits, too.
With our new dog, Sam (estimated to be 70-130lbs!).
Hanging out at the train depot.
Waitng for the California Zephyr.
Russian Flats badlands.
State Capitol, known as the _enis of the Prairie.