Monthly Archives: August 2013

Equal time.

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Nine months old.

This morning during my obligatory photo shoot mom informed me that I have now been out as long as I was in. I didn’t know what she was talking about, and sitting still with a sticker on my onesie is just too much to ask of a mobile nine month old, so…

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Sorry, what did you say? Sit still? Um, nah.

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That was the end of my nine month photo session.

Good luck next month, mom.

A big box.

A big box arrived the other day. It was addressed to me, and came all the way from Nantucket, and weighed almost twice as much as I do!

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Aunt and Uncle KandK had packed up a whole collection of used toys that are now delightfully new to me! They rock.

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I can use this to stand up, whatever it is!

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I especially liked all the musical instruments. Mom claims she does, too, but I think I might change her mind after a while.

Thanks, AuntandUncle KandK! Next time throw a little Nantucket beach into the box, okay?

The New Neighbors.

We met our new neighbors this week.

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They have really long horns. It wasn’t made quite clear to me exactly what they do with those horns.

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Those horns are very large.

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And, um, I am not. Bad combination.

They didn’t really stop eating their dinner while we were visiting with them, so they must eat a lot and not find us all that interesting.

But perhaps that is better than them finding us too interesting. I wouldn’t want to get any closer to those horns.

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Achieving great heights.

I learned today that anything worth having is worth overcoming great obstacles to get.

There is a little swimming pool that the cats drink out of at the top of a few stairs outside the kitchen. I wanted to swim, too, so I climbed up to do so, much to mom’s pleasure and horror.

I don’t know if it was a punishment or not, but mom then made me climb the huge set of stairs while she pointed her iPhone at me.

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The summit of Mount Stair.

Summer is.

Summer is sitting on a bench in the park and eating a cluster of grapes.
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And I do mean cluster.

I have no idea why mom went through all that trouble to cut up some grapes into little pieces. That’s for babies.

A very long good day.

This weekend we all went up to Copper and Vail.

First we waited at a finish line in Copper for Uncle Anders to ride past on his bike.

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We clanged these bells at bikers as they finished. I don't know why.

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It was exciting when we finally spotted Uncle Anders crossing the finish line.

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He biked 78 miles, which is a lot. He let me sit on his bike, but probably only because he was sick of sitting on it.

Then we drove up to Vail to walk around.

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Me, dad, Uncle Anders, Grandma, and Grampy! Just walking around Vail.

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Mom told me that she and dad had their picture taken at this very spot while they were on their honeymoon.

We stopped for some play time in the water.

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The water was quite chilly at first.

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There is nothing as refreshing as wading in a mountain stream.

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Well, okay, maybe this is just as refreshing as wading in a mountain stream.

On the way home we had dinner at the best pizza joint, ever. It was a perfect ending to a very long good day.

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Beau Jo's Pizza. Apparently it is a mountain classic. As am I.

miPhone.

I finally succeeded in capturing an iPhone.

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This is a picture renactment of the great iPhone heist.

But once I got it, I didn’t know what to do with it. So I chewed on it and gave it back.

Mom knew what I had done. Apparently I left behind some evidence.

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This could have been anyone!

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But this one was rather incriminating.

Silly accidental self-takes. I almost got away with it.

Iscream

Mom and dad got ice cream cones the other day and thought they would get away with giving me a little tiny taste.

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I let them know the error of their ways.

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Fortunately, the situation was mended.

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And, yes, dad did have to give up the last few inches of his cone. And, yes, I did turn into a sticky mess.

Welcome to parenthood, guys.