from 46 inches

 My phone is running out of memory space.
Because every few days, Nicholas likes to take it and spend the afternoon taking pictures.

I have to delete about 300 of them each time, 
but I keep a few,
because it's kinda fun to see what our world looks like 
when you're 46 inches tall and 6 years old.

I thought this picture of Ellie through the window was pretty cool.

 Another fun play with reflections in the back window.

And just us, hanging out.
Sometimes I wonder why we even need such a big house,
when most of the time, all five of us are smushed together within about ten square feet of it.

And finally, a self portrait of my milk mustachioed favorite six-year-old.
Thanks for the pictures, Bud.