Good Bye Cheryl

We were on the ferry to Seattle for dinner and then dropping Cheryl off at the airport for a red-eye flight.

Emma was trying to take a picture of me.

My turn.

Now our self-portrait.

Checking out the chipped paint on the boat.

Running around on the ferry.

"Hey!"

My cute girl.

She was attempting to slide down the pole. A side effect of going to the Transit museum in NYC with 舅舅.

Cheryl was trying to finish a movie that we started at the house.

Making faces.

More faces.

"Hee..."