Cold Stone and Courtyards

When we were down in Eugene, we went to the Coldstone Creamery (just like in Boise!) and Aunt Diane got us some more wonderful ice cream. We sat in a lovely and well-designed (according to mom) courtyard as night descended and ate ice cream and drank from bottles (okay, I'm the only one who drank from a bottle) and had a good time all around. Here I am with Grandma walking around in the cushy grass, and then a close-up of me in my cute new hat that Grandma got for me.