Daddy's Day

  

Sunday, of course, was Father's Day. For fun we went up to Oakridge and met my buddy Jack's family for brunch.

The food was good, but the best part was when Jack's dad broke out the golf clubs. I got some good short-game practice in.

	Here I am with a tap-in for par. Jack's helping me line up the putt.
	Then I was able to work on my bunker game for awhile

We took some pictures with dad, but they somehow got corrupted on the camera card.

Oh well, it was still a great day out on the links.

To My 6 mo. Bro!

Just wanted to wish Reece a happy 6-month birthday.

Well, mostly I wanted to make a point. And usually I wouldn't dignify his smack talk with a response. But...

Until you can master the left-handed, upside-down spoonful of Spaghettios with one arm behind your back, I wouldn't be spouting off about about who is trying to pattern their eating style after who.

Not-So-Solid Food

Sorry that it has been so long since any of us have updated the blog. I don't know what excuse Colin has (probably simple buttheadedness) but I've been using my energy trying to learn how to eat solid food.

We kicked things off with rice cereal a couple weeks ago. It wasn't bad. Wasn't good. But it wasn't bad.

Then mom tried some peas. (Blech!)

Then there were carrots. (Meh.)

Sweet potatoes were a few days later. (I could get used to those.)

Then it was peas again. (Seriously, no thank you.)

Tonight we tried squash. (Hmm, interesting. Can I have some milk, please?)

Colin seems to be very interested in all my food, which is odd because, according to mom and dad, he wouldn't eat most of this stuff when he was my age.

Just another example of Colin trying to be more like me.

Well, I don't know how all you grownups eat this stuff. But at least it makes my poop stinkier, which I find rather hilarious.