Tori's Stories

This is a pictorial biography of Tori.

Tori and Molly

She sees it.

She takes it.

She gets it.

She can't believe Uncle Matt took it!

Tori in the Snow

Snow grows on trees!

It's cold!

Yummm!

Tori the Naturalist

I wonder what's under this rock.

He's funny looking!

Eeeeeewwww, it wiggles!

Put it back under the rock!

Do you think it's still there?

Rides

Riding an elephant with Grandma Reen at the circus in October,2006

My first pony ride at the Salem Fair in 2006

Riding a camel with Grandma Reen at the Salem Fair in 2006

Biking at Valley View Mall with Calli on January 11, 2007

Helping Grandpa

I think I'll squirt Grandpa.

Ooh, I got him!

Grandpa looks so funny!

Painting Statues

(Tori at 2 years, 5 months; Calli 5 1/2 months)

Oh, look at Tori painting!

Wow!  She's doing a great job!

Tori wonders how she'd look with a tattoo.

Not bad!

It needs a little something.

Isn't it lovely!

Oh, perfection!

Grandma didn't like my tattoos.

Riding a Camel with Grandpa Roger

July, 2007 at the Salem Fair

(Tori at age 2 years, 9 months)

 I'm just about set, Grandpa Roger.

Are you holding on tight?

It's bumpier if you lean forward.

Bumpy, bumpy, bumpy.

I think Grandpa likes riding camels.

I wonder what a camel thinks about.

Granny Normy and Calli are keeping an eye on us while we ride.

Three of us are smiling.

Can you make a camel face?

Awwww, is the ride already over?

Tori and Daddy

July, 2007

Tori's First Camping Trip

Peaks of Otter, Virginia

Fall, 2007

I don't see even one bear.

I'm all ready to set up the camper!

Cranking up the camper is hard work!

All done!

Little girl, big dog.

Hiking with Grandpa Russ is so easy.

I just love to climb trees.

The Civil War reenactment camp has a very pretty flag.

What a cute little snake!

He's hugging my hand!

I'm petting a dead bear.

Don't worry, it's not real.

The boy box turtle has red eyes.

Here are some sticks for the fire, Grandpa.

We have to put them in a little circle.

Then we put on bigger logs.

We are whittling a stick for cooking hot dogs.

I can do it by myself, Grandpa.

I'm cooking on a real fire.

Ha, ha!  Grandma's marshmallow is on fire!

Don't let go.

Watch me jump off this big rock.

I am way up high in a big tree.

This is fun, Grandpa, I won't fall.

What beautiful yellow fungus.

Is this a tree house?

I hope this tunnel leads to another camping trip!