More Park Adventures

During a recent visit to the small park, (now, we designate between small park -the one by our house- and big park -the one by the library), Colin decided to tackle the climbing wall up to the slide. Bill helped him navigate which steps to step to next and where to put his hands. By the next trip or two up, he had his climbing path picked out. Now, when we go to the small park, he's up those rock stairs in no time at all, then down the slide, and around again.

1st Haircut...okay, more like a trim

G'ma Mary helped out with Colin's first haircut. Really, he just needed a trim around the bangs and ears. We seated him in the highchair and went out on the deck at the lake. Some string cheese and Mommy's hand holding helped get him through the ordeal. I think it was more that this was not on HIS agenda and he didn't appreciate being confined. G'ma Mary did a great job. The little man looks a little neater and she kept his curly mullet.



"I'm not too happy, I must say."

18 mos photos

I took CP in for his 18 month photos. Yep, we are at the stage where he was not going to take direction from a stranger with the soul stealing device (aka camera). I got him to smile once as I sang "Running up the Sand Hills" from the Wiggles. At least he had a cute outfit. And, we have more pix to send to the grandmas.




Look at all those teeth! It's like Jaws from Moonraker!

Goats and Goat Poop

Colin and I took advantage of the cooler weather to visit the petting zoo at the Zoo. It's basically sheep, goats and poop pellets (everywhere!). Somebody got a scrub down when we left!



I put this one in because it shows off his cute loafers from Auntie Anita!



"This is the way we comb a sheep, comb a sheep..."



"Don't head-butt me, bro!"


Colin takes a seat and converses with his new friend.

New Game

Propelled by his Baby OCD, Colin meticulously took each toy, one by one, out of the bin and crossed the room to see which ones fit through the baby gate and bounced down the steps.

MaNu = Balloon

We have reached the stage of trying to decipher what Colin is saying to us. For a week, while reading certain books and seeing certain shows, Colin would say, "Manu! Manu!".

Um..okay?

Then we were at the grocery store and passed by the florist area. "Manu!" Aha! Balloon. Got it.

Now, we're working on "OhKo". No idea.

Not Quite Picasso

Having located the IKEA bucket of sidewalk chalk purchased oh-so many years ago, we introduced the medium to Colin. He got it on the house, on his pants, shoes, bum and face...not so much on the driveway. Maybe we wait a little while before we bring the chalk back out.