Muddy Sunday!

While his dad studied for finals, Collin and I attended a party for the cast and crew of the dance show, Spoglia. It was hosted at Jumay's house in the country. The drive to her house was spectacular. Collin finally was able to meet some of the cast, crew and choreographers. I had shamelessly put a different picture of him at the bottom of the cast notes I posted daily, so they had already seen a lot of him! Unfortunately I parked in a muddy spot so we waited for Jumay's husband to use his tractor to kindly tow us out. I don't think there's a better place to be "stuck" than at Jumay's house while awaiting rescue. Collin was in good spirits for the entire adventure.

1st Slope Day

Collin is celebrating his first (and hopefully only) Slope Day. His Mama just hopes that her performers come to her show tonight sober.

Hard to Tell Which Grows More Quickly...

...Collin or the size of his toys. We've officially hit the stage where Collin's toys take up as much (if not more) space than our furniture. And judging from his reactions to these new toys, it looks like they are here to stay.

No More Pencils, No More Books...

Today Collin attended a goodbye pizza party for me and an end-of-school picnic for his dad. The irony is that I still have a show to tech and Mike still has finals next week. Thank goodness Grammy arrived to hang out with Collin while we're still so busy!

My Guys

The Four-Month Check-UP

The Vitals:
Height: 97% (28 inches)
Weight: 97% (19lbs, 1oz)
Head: 90% (17.5 inches)
Nipples: 150% (possible third-nipple presenting)

So Collin has had this little indentation on his chest/torso since birth (or, more specifically, Emily and I cannot remember Collin not having this little indentation, so we presume it dates back to birth). So we asked the doctor about it this afternoon, and in her medical opinion the dimple represents where a third nipple may have at one time attempted to develop. I can assure you, "third nipple" is just about the last diagnosis you ever expect to hear from your physician, so we're not quite sure how we feel about it. On the bright side, I think I know which side Collin will choose when it's "shirts versus skins" on the basketball court!

Poop Benedict, the Pontiff of Poopy Diapers

Ladies Who Lunch (and Mike and Collin)

We had our friends Barrie, Carolyn, and Judy over for lunch on Sunday before Barrie hopped a bus back to NYC. Carolyn and Barrie are very talented actresses. Collin was "acting" serious for them. We had Mike's homemade manicotti along with spanikopita (of course). It's nice to have grown-ups visit!
To prove that our child CAN actually smile see this picture taken later.

Off to Pay the IRS!

Happy Birthday Grampy!

Thanks for my Christmas outfit, snowman, and our absorbing conversations!

Just Another Day at the Office

Here's Collin sitting in his special baby chair and desk that his Papou and Yia Yia gave him. As you can see he is hard at work.

Sir Poopsalot

On the Town

With spring finally sprung Collin has been able to take in some of the outside world. On Sunday we took him to Ithaca Falls.

Can you spot a rainbow in the third picture?

That night we went to the Lovejoy/Grinnels for a lovely dinner. Unfortunately the day must have been too much for the baby. As soon as the salad was served he began screaming. After many attempts to calm him, including a car ride, we had to abandon the entire affair. Luckily Mike and I were able to tag-team the comforting so that we could grab spurts of the delicious meal. Below are also a few pictures of Collin before he exploded.

Future Halloweens...

In case the alpine lederhosen costume I bought him doesn't work out there's always this. "Who wouldn't want their son to be Prince of the Church" indeed!

The Evolution to Doodledom