
And today he was up on his feet. As soon as dad gets home from work his crib will be lowered. I want to tell him to stop learning - at 91/2 months he's practically a young man. This growing up business is overrated ;)
"To find a cricket on the hearth is the luckiest thing of all." ~Charles Dickens~

And today he was up on his feet. As soon as dad gets home from work his crib will be lowered. I want to tell him to stop learning - at 91/2 months he's practically a young man. This growing up business is overrated ;)
Ryan and me on the ferry, as seen by Sara on the upper deck.
Our wonderful campsite. We had three sites all in a row on this cliff, and between them we pitched our five tents.
T-shirt on a tree. Nothing like a good fog to leave your clothes fluffy and... damp.
...and that was the last anyone ever saw of Ryan Colwell.
Myself, halfway through my YMCA routine on Hole in the Wall.
Suppa :)
Dawn on Sunday was a definite highlight: having camped next to a very active foghorn all weekend, we woke to see the sun finally ushering the fog bank back out to sea...
...which meant that we could go sea kayaking! Us, another couple, and a guide (far left).
Andrea and Justin feeling weir-y. Nyuk nyuk nyuk.
Us as seen by the crew on the cliff.
My bow paddler approaching Hole in the Wall.
Last week we had a dry waller in fixing the hole in Simeon's bedroom wall. A section had to be cut out to access a leaking pipe and now it was time to repair. While his crib was out of bounds due to dust, he had his naps in our room. I was very thankful for the cradle Sean made and so was Simeon. He loved it - I could hear him taping on the side with his teether before he drifted off to sleep. One happy boy.