Pista in Tagalog means festival, and it is also the name of an annual Filipinx American festival in Seattle. As it was back for the first time since the pandemic, we had to go!

That’s a wrap! Masarap means delicious in Tagalog…and after some delicious food, we were a happy bunch!

It’s apple eating season in our neighborhood! It’s pretty much a holiday season for Holmes as he loves fruit so much.

Makeup! Practice, practice for being an artist and a model:)

Meryl stopped on her way out of camp to continue working on a project that she had started…I stopped to recognize, she’s growing up!

We biked to the Olympic Sculpture Park for the Seattle Art Museum’s summer Chinatown / International District party with a Sammy the camel sighting, dragon dancing, origami folding, food eating, and music listening fun!

I carried him to the bathtub that night:)

At least we wised up by bringing it outside! Meryl made this volcano in camp and we’ve been pouring through vinegar and baking soda ever since.

I’ll never tire of these moments.

Where you land on an island and take a ferry to another island that is the town.

To the Tongass Historical Museum we went. Dinosaurs and fossilized teeth! Only it was just Holmes and me as the wave of sickness was taking hold. Xanna was starting to gain energy, but the flu caught Frank and Meryl next.