Final Blog of 2007
(made your heart skip with the old text-size trick, didn't I?)
This week Simon said goodbye to the Beery Granparents as they made the snowy and treacherous trek back across the north to Montana and said hello to the Collins Grandparents as they made the arduous flight from the East Coast. He is enjoying himself thoroughly with all the attention and often surprises us as he come toddling around a corner from whichever drawer he has been unloading in the Kitchen.
Thank you all for the wonderful Christmas gifts and wishes. Simon, Katie, and I wish you all a happy New Year filled with health, contentment, and comfort.
Christmas Again?
Silly Grandma Boo, I'd rather taste this book than read it.
Boy Pops, we sure have this "deer caught in the headlights" look down, don't we?
Hey where'd that Ferry come from, eh?
Grandma Boo sure is wild. She squeezes me when I have to poop.
Haha! You can't make me look at the camera- there's just too many waves at Tongue Point to distract me.
Haha! You can't make me look at the camera- there's just too many waves at Tongue Point to distract me.
Careful Dad, that water looks cold and those rocks look slippery!
There they go again, what's with all the cheesy smiles- that's my job!
There they go again, what's with all the cheesy smiles- that's my job!
If I can't use this as a hammer then what do I do with a wrench, Pops?
Somebody dumped all my puffs on the floor and no-one will help me pick them up....
Help Me, I've been buried in a toy avalanche!
HAPPY TRAILS 2007!
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