"You're Just a Bunch of Dirty Tree Huggers!"

You know that old cliché about people who write blogs dedicated to their unborn offspring, the one that says we're all a bunch of hippie tree huggers? Well it's true! And I don't care who knows it.

In fact, I noticed looking through some of my photos, children, that I really fit the old stereotype better than I ever realized.

For example, this is a tree I admired when I lived in Ireland.

And here are the Dr. Seuss trees I traveled to Germany to see.

And this tree I found at a rest stop in Utah when your father and I were driving across the country.

And this, of course, is the tree of a man I married. So sorry if you have roots instead of feet, children. Soooo sorry.