Sparrowconsumption

With grandparents at hand for the joyous occasion, Sparrow rejects food for the first time!


After pondering the flavor for a moment, Sparrow deposits the momentous mouthful on her mothers shoulder.


Silly "people food" aside, Sparrow settles in to a scrumptous serving of toe.


What? As if YOU never tried a feetnut butter and toejam sandwich before.

Beachini

Stephanie sits down and comforts the beach, preparing the landscape for the frenzy that is Sequoia


Dan calmly combs the mats from the beach front, while Sequoia's wild smile reveals more deviant intentions.


Sequoia lands waterside and taunts the fading tide.


Sparrow buries her head in embarrassment at her elder sister's irreverent actions


Before departing Sequoia and her father leave a silhouette stamp on the abashed beach.

Pirate Dillanquoia

Stagger on up, ya mangy land lubber
and I'll tell yee of Dillan, a pirate like no other.


Dillan be the most comfortable pirate you're ever to meet.
With big metal boots that make a nice seat.


His unwavering arm truly inspires
As he indicates the direction to turn your tires.


You can leave your car at this locale so serene
For Dillan the patron pirate of parking lots is on the scene

Sistertree

Perched among bucolic branches the Sanchez sisters show the wee Sanchini's proper portrait poses


Sequoia signs on the smiling scene while Sparrow remains reticent.


The fifth little piggy does indeed to wee wee wee all the way home. Which is apparently located in the belly button.


Sequoia gags at the overly sacherine notion of a classic family photo


The honest portrait of a twice toddled family.

Sparbrow

Sparrow unleashes the might of her browful glare


On first meeting Sparrow gives her mother a mighty browful.


Sparrow maintains moderate browage despite her grandmothers coo.


Sparrow peaks at maximum browtitude while her father's is restrained to mild forehead flutter.

Nervousquoia

Sequoia smacks her mother's distended abdomen, vainly attempting to grasp the baby in a belly concept.


Sequoia nudges the sweater of her mother's cleavage in silent protest at the impending sibling

Santaquoia

Uncertain of the old elf, Sequoia keeps a yellow projectile at the ready.

While Santa has his hands full, Sequoia pilfers a quick balloon from the sack.

Caught in the act, Sequoia is reminded of the prospect of a coally holiday. Her mother gasps in abashed denial.

Birthquoia

Exactly one year ago the proto-sequoia was tumbling amuck during her last uterine moments.


365 days later Sequoia can still be a pain in her mother's behind.


At least this year she slides out a bit easier.

Rhonert Parquoia

"I remember like it was yesterday.", our humble narrator begins " That fateful afternoon the ducks descended upon us."


Mum and I were taking luncheon along the arboretum.


Their billed scouts tentatively approached.


I launched into my famous Rock-em-Sock-em routine, but, alas, the feathered fiends had us surrounded.


When you can't beat 'em join 'em.

Slidequoia

Sequoia attends a meeting of her local Playground Operations Supporting Sustained Elevating (P.O.S.S.E) in anticipation of her ascending adventure.

Having achieved full POSSE clearance Sequoia boldy defies convention in a solo effort on phase I of Operation Antigrav

Sequoia gasps in the thinning oxygen as she eventually passes through the upper realms of Dad level altitude.

Successfully scaling the pinacle of the playful slope, Sequoia embraces a smug momment of celebration.

" EEEeeaaaaaaghu haaauaha" Exclaimes Sequoia, disquited by her precipitous return

Harvestquoia

The Tuscanized Sequoia scraches her noggin at the bewildering masses of unharvested grapes.

Sequoia glances skyward to thank the saints for sparing her from further vinicultural labors

Sequoia enraptures the crowd by regaling her tales of grape stained adventures

On the other hand, Sequoia and the bunny find they have nothing to say to one another.

4Hquoia

Pseudo-enscarfed Sequoia flashes a smile of encouragement to Sanch at the "chicken scratch" contest where the bird's defecation dictated who was the $250 winner.



Enraptured by the majesty of a chicken pooping contest Sequoia leans in to give a celebratory embrace.



"I don't care what kind of spoon they give me, I am NOT cleanin' up after that chicken" thinks the seasoned Sanchini.

April Flashback: Sequoia's facial dominance

Auntie Amy and Stephanie gently encourage wee Sequoia to smile. Sequoia sassily rejects them both with doubletime "talk to the hand".



Dan takes a more hands-on approach with equally unsatisfactory results.



Succumbing to Sequoia's overbearing expressionlessness, Dan and Stephanie fall in line.