Vacation makes Adrian sleepy. And adorable.

It's a Cars-stickers-on-face kind of morning.

This is Kingston, land of my adolescence and my first tongue kiss. It's kind of rainy today.

This is pretty much the most adorable baby in the whole world.

Emily would like me to stress that Adrian is not a farmer. Despite the overalls.

This is why I hate woodchips at the park. I'm dumping chips every fourth step.

...and there was much rejoicing.

So, we went to the movies and all Erin wanted to do was crack the high score on DDR.

If the sun sets at the park and there toddler doesn't see it, is it really time to go home?

Erin has been at the park for less than a minute and she's already bossed an older boy around.

"Thanks for the leggings with skulls, Aunty Tanis. Now I look gay, but tough."

"I like to call this one 'Whale Meets Shark', but it's really just a bunch of crap. A toddler could have done it."

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The end of vacation means getting back to the daily grind.

The exodus from Disney's California Adventure at closing time.

Pure soggy soaked joy.

Who wants to guess what this is?

Trampoline. I am beyond envious. I'm almost prepared to invoke demons to steal his life.