We’re in Seattle for a week. It’s been raining off-and-on since we arrived; not exactly unexpected. What has been a nice surprise, though, is how stunning the fall colors are around here. I’d go so far as to call it New England-y, albeit with the disclaimer that I’ve never actually been to New England in autumn.

Although it’s our second trip to Seattle in the last couple months, this is notably the first time we’ve flown with two kids in tow. Preflight logistics turned out to be more daunting than the travel itself, though I did get a moment of excitement when (as Murphy would have it) our plane encountered a wee patch of turbulence halfway through Tamtam’s airplane-lavatory diaper change. Seeing the seatbelt light illuminate was like hearing a starter pistol fire — I’ve never wielded baby wipes with greater speed and dexterity, nor snapped shut a onesie with such machine-like precision and efficiency.
Anyhow, we’ve been keeping occupied with trips to the playground, zoo, puppet show, and other demographically-appropriate destinations. Most of all, we’ve just been happily hanging out with friends here. Which is why we came up in the first place.
















