We thought it was a good fit.
Even though the Bengals are having a rough season, Fisher is still a fan.
Ready to watch the game. All he needs is a hot dog and (root)beer.
Todd's family came down this past weekend to have a pre-Thanksgiving dinner. They were kind enough to take us to a Jazz game up in Indianapolis. On the way to the stadium we were lucky enough to drive by a Justice for Janitors protest. It was awesome. Unfortunately the picture didn't turn out very well.
Todd with his good luck charm...NOT! For all of you Jazz fans out there: If you want them to win a game, do NOT invite me to attend. I have yet to see them win in person and I have been to quite a few games. This also applies to any team you want to win. It is better to give me a book and ban me to the bedroom to read instead of watching the game. Thankfully Todd still loves me despite my curse.
Before the game got ugly. (It hadn't started yet.)
We still came out smiling despite the loss. It was fun time. Thanks to Aaron and Brynn who watched Fisher for us while we played in Indy. You guys are the best!
"We are a Happy Family"
Fisher and Grandma Church. 
Fisher Magoo.
Me beating Dad at cards...
Almost every morning I would go out with my dad to fly his Falcon, Suka (2). It was pretty awesome to see her fly. My favorite was when she would dive at the pheasant I would throw.
Grandpa would sing to Fisher before he would go to bed. 
Ken & Alicia were kind enough to come visit Reno for the weekend so we could see Fisher's cousin Abby. They had fun taking a bath together.
And playing together...
Fisher trying to give Abby a kiss.
Grandpa was a little more receptive...
Fisher played the piano with Great Grandma Lund...He's already showing more promise than I did.
Fisher and Grandma. 
Thanks for letting us come and tear apart your house! We had a fun visit.
Todd's class had a Halloween party of which the first hour and a half was for the kids. They had cupcakes with frosting piled a mile high, juice boxes, candy, pumpkin painting, face painting, goodie-bags...they really did a terrific job. Then they cleared out the kiddies by 8:30 so the "adult" costumes were safe to arrive. We didn't stick around for that part :)
Fisher had a chocolate chip cookie painted on his face. This is how he looked most of the night, not wearing the "head" of his costume.
Fisher after the party. He was soaked in sweat from running around like a little kid who had just eaten a pound of purple frosting.
Grandma & Grandpa Church came down to hang out with us and to go to the Trunk-or-Treat at our church. Fisher always has fun when they come to visit.
Before the Trunk-or-Treat started they did a little parade of the kids in their costumes...Fisher was protesting being a part of it.
This is the only shot we have of Fisher not trying to take Cookie's head off.
Cookie Monster eating Fisher.
And for those of you who have requested pictures of Todd...here he is :) He is growing his big red beard again for those of you who remember the last time around. 
This was the only shot I was able to get with the sun still up. We barely missed the sun setting but at least we were able to see it in the car on the drive up.
We had full reign of the beach. No one but us.
Mom & Fisher
Fisher with Grandma Lund & Aunt Jeanne 
If we had made it just a few minutes earlier the sun would still have been up. It was still beautiful even if it was starting to get dark.
Fisher's first time dipping his hand into the frigid water with the assistance of Grandma Lund. It is freezing in the summer...no need to mention how cold that makes it in November even though there wasn't any snow up there just yet.
Fisher and Mom hanging out on a log.
Fisher and Aunt Jeanne playing with sticks in the sand.
Fisher had a fun time playing in the sand until he decided to eat a mouth full, gagging himself, and then throwing up all the the snacks he had eaten in the car...It was gross. Thankfully I was driving and didn't have to sit next to him :)
