The cats no doubt feel neglected at times. Enough, apparently, to overcome some issues. Hastings and Roy sought solace in each others’ company this afternoon.
Year: 2008
Just to be clear…
… while there are many photos of him looking at the surf with his characteristic analytical gaze, he totally dug it. Each successive morning when we walked down to the beach, he would smile and laugh when he saw the waves. Click on the picture to enlarge it and get a better look at the expression on his face.
Four days at Topsail
We just got back from four days on Topsail Island with our friends Memsy and Gill and their daughter Katherine. Traveling with the boy certainly changes things. After a long day experiencing the sun, sand and surf, and getting a lot of attention, it was all we could do to keep him awake until 6:00. Which of course means he woke up earlier than usual. This morning he woke up at 5:08. We were actually up too early to see the sunrise; by the time it was up we were inside doing something engrossing and baby-related. But we didn’t have to worry about making the 11:00 checkout time from the beach house. We were actually home by noon.
Here are some highlights of the trip “more on his Flickr page, as per usual”.
On the first day we realized we had forgotten a hat, so we improvised. I predict all the babies will be doing it next year:
Fun with stacking boxes
It all goes in the mouth
Dave and Barb also sent this cool dinosaur pull-toy, which is pretty much a chew toy as far as the boy is concerned.
Have we mentioned that he’s crawling?
He’s crawling. He also has a tooth, but don’t count on a picture of that. I’ve only seen it once, this afternoon “at least a week after it popped” when he was loudly expressing his displeasure at what we assume is the imminent arrival of the next tooth.