The Mighty Finn has been visiting his grandparents the past few days on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. It's been wonderful, of course, and this follows a week at his home for his Christening. He likes to squeal in happiness, is geting pretty good at sitting with some stability - at least until he gets excited and gravity sort of takes over.
Maybe a few photos to update you further and in his own words:
TGB
You've heard of Joe Cool - well, I'm Finn Cool.
And I'm lookin' for some action.
And I'm lookin' for some action.
Auntie is always available for a swing. Swoosh.
Toes, giraffes, pacifiers ... doesn't matter.
I'll find away to suck on it.
They took me to this pretty church last week where
they had a very big bowl of water. After some pretty songs,
this guy in a way fancy outfit started pouring water on my head.
Once, twice, three times. Then he dried me off.
Can you say affusion? 'Cause I can't.
Can you say affusion? 'Cause I can't.
Here we are after the drying - auntie and mommy.
Come on. Admit it. I'm just cute.
Waiting for our table at a really sweeeet dining establishment.
Frasca in Boulder, CO.
I'm learning to sit by the table so no one has to hold me,
Mommy got this new backpack. I can't wait for our first hike.
On the Outer Banks -
and Finn Cool is checking out the chicks.
Life is good.
