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Sunday, December 18, 2005

A word from our hero


Colin likes to sit on my lap when I'm on the computer and pound on the mouse and mash his hand into the keyboard until the PC beeps several error messages in a row.

Usually I'm trying to keep him from doing this, mostly in fear that he'll break this several-hundred dollar machine. However, I realized that Colin is also just mimicking what he sees me doing here and it could also be a learning experience for him to begin blogging as well. Also, it'd be interesting to see what he would have to say about his feelings and his views on the world around him.

Allow me to let Colin express himself, in ways only he can:

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ioohhhhhhhhhhbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb7777777777777f v/'//////////////111111111n 4ooooooooooooooooty

88888bm, bbbbbbm ughbghg99A AAAAAAAAAAA\\FTR FTTGYA5rrrr5xxxxt

Well, I learned a valuable lesson here today: Babies type just like they speak. Except there are a lot fewer slashes. And I agree with Colin: 4ooooooooooooooooty!!!

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Choo-Choo & Moo-Moo

So we've finally recovered from the Turducken and are gearing ourselves up for some Christmas'n. The tree is up and Colin had his first visit with the Big Man himself today. No, Santa Claus.

We think Colin's been starting to work on some real honest words. So, while he's sitting on Santa's lap, he actually mostly concentrating on the toy trains going by and saying "Choo-choo". (You'd have to be made of stone to not think it's the most precious thing you've ever heard.) He's also working on saying "Moo" when he sees pictures of cows.

Finally Patrick swears Colin said "Who is that?" when he saw a picture of Elmo. I wasn't around to hear it, so let's just see if Patrick has the same amount of cred I had when Colin took his first unassisted steps and no one saw it but me.

Winter wonderland

Took me 2.5 hours to drive home in this slop. But Colin enjoyed it.

After the storm

It's 80 degrees somewhere.

Proudly feeding himself

First, I conquer soup. Next, THE WORLD!

Christmas tree pose (pre-disaster)

I'm tired of looking at that turducken. Here's some recent photos.