I’m reporting from a few miles north-west from Haines, Oregon. We’ve been visiting my family for Thanksgiving.

I helped poor a couple concrete walls on Wednesday. That was pretty fun and well, Josiah likes anything that involves trucks.

We had a light dusting of snow on the ground this morning. We went up to “The Timber” (the property my parents own in the mountain foothills) to look for some more snow to play in, but didn’t find much.

Well, Angie and I are going to leave Josiah with grandma for the evening and go on a date, so I better wrap things up.

I woke up this morning with a fat lip. Guess I must have done something to make Angie mad at me last night and she popped me in the mouth. 😉

Here’s Josiah’s Halloween costume…on Angie!

We took Josiah to his first movie in a movie theater over the weekend. Well, I think it’s safe to say it was a hit.

As a little background, we got Josiah a book of the movie “Cars”, which has been a favorite. When Angie asked him what kind of a birthday party he wanted, he said a “race car” party, referring to Cars. So we thought it would be good to take him to the actual movie before his party.

So we took him to Valley Theater and had pizza there too. When I walked in with the pizza I saw him sitting in the over-sized chair that was about to eat him but he had the biggest eyes that were just glued to that big screen. He got so into it at one point that he was squealing and jabbering with excitement.

All the way home and until we finally got him into bed he was just jabbering about the movie. I’ve put up a little audio I recorded here for those who are interested: http://www.pacifier.com/~smithw/audio/Josiah%20Reviews%20the%20Movie%20Cars.mp3

Earlier this week Josiah saw me getting ready for work and he said, “Don’t go to work Daddy.” I told him that I needed to so I could earn money to pay for things like our house. The ever astute Josiah, who had noticed that I had a few coins in my pocket said, “Don’t worry Daddy, you have money in your pocket.”

Josiah has been learning the proper usage of saying “I’m sorry” lately. We made a day trip out to the beach today and Josiah said, “Sorry Daddy, sorry Daddy!” as he crawled through my sandcastle pummeling it flat. Somehow I didn’t get the feeling of a repentant heart there. Oh well, I guess we’ll just start with using the words at the right time. Maybe the next step is to teach him to wait until after he’s finished.

I took Josiah to Big Truck Day today. Imagine if you will a strange universe where there are kids everywhere and they’re all climbing into big trucks of all kinds to honk the horn.

Josiah and I spent about 15 minutes in a school bus. Every time I asked him if he wanted to get out he said no and then said something about “the school”. It took me a while to figure out he was waiting for the bus to take him to school.