Some people don't update their blog because they're very, very busy. I don't really have an excuse, so rather than bore you with non-excuses, I'll jump right in on a long-procrastinated account of Colin's comings-and-goings.
We spent Thanksgiving in Portland with Brad's family. Colin filled his time thusly:
Visiting friends. This is Colin's friend, Scottie Worth. Scottie asked Colin to stay at his house and sleep in his "down bed" (lower bunk). Scottie seemed really into the idea till he held Colin. Once he got a feel for how much Baby Colin weighed, he retracted his offer to be roommates.
Going on doggie-back rides. This wild beast belongs to Colin's Uncle Rob and Aunt Carla. The ride was short-lived. It ended as soon as Dori (the dog) got distracted by some of Colin's cousins.
Playing with his grandmother. This pop-up toy (from the 70s) was such a hit, we came home and bought him the 2008 version, which is surprisingly not different.
Playing with his grandmother. This pop-up toy (from the 70s) was such a hit, we came home and bought him the 2008 version, which is surprisingly not different.
Being cute.
Playing with his Uncle Kent and Aunt Amy.
And learning to play the piano.
Not on the list: sleeping. At least, not till the very end of the trip. While the family met for a very long, very noisy birthday lunch for Brad, Colin did this:
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