Lowellapalooza

Recently Jean’s grandfather Lowell celebrated his 95th birthday, and his great grandson was there to share it with him. Yet another occasion where Conrad was cheated of cake for lack of teeth. Check out the Flickr page for more photos from the event. I shot 343 photos the day we were there and I’ve narrowed the selection down to a reasonable chunk. If you were there and you don’t see a photo of yourself, then you didn’t spend enough time within five feet of the baby.

Happy Half Birthday!

Conrad was born six months ago today. We celebrated by giving him bananas and rice cereal. Maybe we should have done something more, but there’s not much special you can do for a six-month old. He already does whatever he wants, assuming we can figure out what it is. Bonnie said we should have made him half a cake, but then we just would have had to puree it. And who wants pureed cake?

I’ve said from the start of this blog that I didn’t want to repeat tired cliches as though they were novel insights. But it seems like only yesterday that he was born, and at the same time it’s hard to imagine the world before he was in it. We are very, very lucky.