Immodesty in Las Vegas.

Turns out, it's not just the girls who show skin in Las Vegas.

Colin arrived like this:

But left loving to do this:

Christmas.

We spent Colin's first Christmas as a (very small) family. On Christmas Eve, Colin got to open one present. He chose this one, from his Grandma Gini and Grandpa Dave. The reward for being smarter than the box? A divinely soft chenille snowman, which kept the 14" of snow we got company.


On Christmas morning, Colin took his first plane ride - to Las Vegas, to spend the rest of the holiday with my family. It was a really turbulent flight. On one side of Colin was me - holding my head, closing my eyes, and trying to imagine what it felt like not to be queasy. On the other side, a poor, poor woman whose imagination wasn't as good as mine, who was throwing-up in the appropriately-named bag that the airline gave her. But Colin loved the plane ride. As far as he was concerned, his dad gave him a 45-minute pony ride on his knee. Colin wants to fly more often.


While we were in Las Vegas, Colin hung-out with his Grandpa Steve, his JoJo, and he got to meet his Uncle David and cousin Ellie.

Proper Sleep Attire.

Learning the art of sleeping in over-sized t-shirts.

Thanksgiving (in redux).

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.

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:

Mug Shot.

Here's Colin's most recent mug shot.  Enough said.

The Ultimate in Color Coordination.

This is a shout-out to Anne, who got Colin* this nifty little get-up.  Here's what great about this outfit:

1. It's adorable.  I mean, just look at it.

2. Anne had the good sense to get a 5-month-old baby an outfit for a 9-to-12-month-old child.  She must have read up on Colin's most recent weigh-in.

3. Although Anne has never seen our house, our new couch, or the throw pillows purchased to match the new couch, the outfit she bought is the ultimate in color coordination.  Throw in Colin, and you've got a splendid package.

* For those interested, Colin is looking at the TV.  Specifically, he's watching "Gilmore Girls."  He and I did so much watching of Gilmore Girls while I was on maternity leave that he knows Lorelai (Lauren Graham)'s voice and watches her intently.  The boy's got taste.

Photofunia.

I finally found displays worthy of Colin's cuteness.

A billboard:

A museum installation:

His own community-access channel:

(My thanks to www.photofunia.com for jumpstarting Colin's modeling career.)