breckenridge

These photos were all taken by Jenny while we were at Breckenridge before Christmas.

deciding what to order

helping in the kitchen

enjoying a meal

now that he's walking, he gets more bumps and bruises. the old one is on his left, the new one on his right

playing with grand-da

christmas

Tim thoroughly enjoyed his first Christmas. Like all children his age, he loved the wrapping paper, boxes and bows best. However, he was also pleased with the many gifts he was given by friends and family. Thank you all very much! We couldn't get pictures of him playing with all his gifts, but here's a sampling...

ho ho ho

Thanks to Great Aunt Cath for the Santa hat. He liked it so much he wanted to wear it for his bath.

walking

6 december 2008
About a week ago, Tim started to take balancing steps. Once in a while when he was concentrating on something he wanted, he'd take a step before going to his knees. This was true this morning, but this afternoon while playing with Paul and one of those push toys that helps kids walk, he took about five steps. As he stood in front of the toy with his hands out to grab the push bar, Paul slowly rolled the toy forward and Tim toddled after it. Mom and Dad were there, and all of us clapped and cheered for him. Tim was very proud of himself. When all the cheering was through, he put his head on his shoulder in a kind of shy shrug as if to say, "Aw shucks guys. It weren't nothing." By dinner time he was going at least twenty paces, and within an hour after dinner he was standing unaided and walking around the basement. We're equally proud and amazed. Like all of the his skills, once he figures out how to do it, he can't get enough. Tara, this means he'll sleep through the night now, right?



He walks best when he's focusing on something else like a toy. Paul and my Dad thought a beer would make for a good walking aid.

flying

at the controls

operating the whiz wheel

lunch

Dad flew us down to Colorado Springs a couple of weeks ago when the weather was still mild. We visited the Air Force Academy, where I was born, and had lunch in Manitou Springs, a small town in the mountains near Colorado Springs.