PLAYTIME!

Being the master and commander of one's personal command-center is difficult business. At the outset, it seems like it's all fun and games, but it can also lead to pensive moments, where one feels the weight of responsibility...

G is for Gray. It's also for eating.

Learning to sit up!

Aquaman

Sawyer's first visit to the pool at the rec center; Chris has been waiting for this for months. He went out and bought swim diapers last week, but they start at 16 lbs, and our little fish is only 12.5. He solved this problem by having him wear a regular diaper underneath, but they were still seriously oversized. And then came the problem of the swim trunks: we had a pair of hand-me-downs from friends that read 12 months...ok, so they're more like swim MC Hammer pants than swim trunks. Our intrepid aquaman, though wary at first, submitted to the warm blue waters and their soothing current...more or less, until he cried.

The love child of Ray Charles and the Terminator

Though both are dead, yet shall they live, in Sawyer, with his red-hot sunglasses.

Cute hat!

Cousin Becky Sue made this adorable hat for Sawyer--now he can brave the freezing winds of the plains surrounding our new house.

This guy's got class

Clearly Sawyer has a long life of manual labor ahead of him.