Be Mine?

Will Someone Please Call the Fashion Police?

One Freddy Minute, Many Freddy Moods

Drivers Beware

Some Days It's Dad's Birthday Too. Oh Well.

The Big Bash

Uh-oh!

Here's what Freddy did on his first day of being a one-year-old.






HAPPY BIRTHDAY FEE-FIE-FOE-FRED!!!!!

General Antics in FRD's Final Week of Pre-Onehood

Smooching Around with Mom

Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa Waltzing with Dad

TEETH!

Well, tooth. And another fierce one on its way.

Unseasonably Cute

Freddy took advantage of some unusually warm January weather to visit his Great Uncle Raymond (aka Other GranPete) and Great Aunt Lorna in Emerald Isle this past weekend. Naturally, hilarity ensued. So did good pictures, thanks to Lorna and Raym's superior cameras.

What's all this light? Is that sunshine? I haven't seen THAT in a while...

Can we go to the beach already?


Just let me grab my cool, tasty beverage!

Day 1 wasn't THAT warm. Still needed our hoody. And our GranJan.

Day 2: WOW! Mid-sixties, an ocean view, and adoring grandparents. Plus we saw dolphins plaing just beyond the surf. This is what I call a weekend!

One disappointing thing: the food at the beach is pretty much the same as at home. On the other hand, I LOVE the food at home!

We really should do this more often. Now put me down so I can body surf. I'm almost ONE, for crying out loud!!

And for the big finale: EATING SAND. We'll just leave out the picture of the face he made right after this. Turns out it looks better than it tastes.