Top Ten Reasons Why I Loved Summer . . . (and was too busy to write)

So, I'm back. The leaves have started to turn here in P-town and the rain will soon follow. No worries, I've got my Curious George rain coat and shiny green galoshes at the ready...is there a better time to blog? I'm so sorry that I kept you all in the dark this summer. Walking has proved to be quite thrilling. Thrilling for my parents as well! No more plopping me down on a blanket with some books and blocks. I'm on the move - and so are they. In an effort to catch everyone up, I've decided to share with you my top ten reasons why I loved summer. Take note, these are in chronological order, not by rank. BUT, I have to say, if I had to choose my favorite...well, you be the judge.

Happy Fall Everyone!

Love, Big T.

#1 My Birthday

How old are you Thatcher? One!


Here comes the cake...


Blowing out my candle


What are they laughing about?


It's my party and I'll cry if I want to!


At least everyone else had fun.



#2 My Own Private Idaho

Road soda on our first family road trip -


Even Celty came along


My private pool at the Rock House


First chairlift ride


We went hiking...



it was a lot of work.


We went boating...


it was a lot of work.


Dad and I went rock climbing.


#3 Say Yes to Michigan!

I went to Lake Michigan with Grandma and Grandpa Smith!


Aunt Melissa loves me!


Aunt Kate is crazy!


Finally, we meet!


Washing beans from Grandpie Kempf's Garden


#4 Aunty Cindy Gets Hitched!

Rocky Mountain Wedding


Auntie knit this sweater for my dad!
It matches our eyes...


#6 I Can Feed Myself

What a mess.


Almost there...


Celty loves my new trick.


#7 I Can Reach Counters




#8 I Can Slide.

On your mark, set...


Slide!


Proud Mama


#9 I Love to Swing

Wee!


#10 I sprouted some curls.


Stay tuned. I'll try and blog more now that the weather is changing. Love to all my friends and family!

Love,

Thatcher Augustus

Walk On...

I'm walking - no time to write. Stay tuned...

Look Who's Turning One!

Ahhh... June. The birds are chirping, spiders dancing and oh yes, the celebration of my birth. Could anything be better? Once again, I apologize for the break in my blogging. I've been a busy man getting ready for this little shindig my parents are throwing. Since last we spoke, not only am I crawling, but I've perfected two different versions. Yes, most babies do the knee-knee-knee-yawn thing, but I say that is for amateurs. I'm more of a knee, sweep-the-leg-and-hook-the-heel-and-pull-yourself-along kind of guy. It's complicated.

I've been working on some more words lately too. While Mom and Dad are working hard on words like, dog and duck, sometimes I like to try and surprise them and crush out a than-yoo (thank you), or dis (this) - just to keep them guessing. It's all repeating sounds at this point you know, but who's counting (not me by the way). However, Mom has been trying the ole', "How old are you Thatcher?" routine - and I appeased her for a week or two, but seriously, how many times can I remind her. We will see on the 14th if I feel like giving her a break.

Wish me luck on my big day!

The first few here are from a series of photos Mom took for my birthday party announcement. It's kind of a Wild West Theme (you know Mom). Uncle Joel will be playing some bluegrass/blues with some friends, we are getting a keg (whatever that is) and having a campfire. Wish you could be there!

Not having it


Dad loved this one



Why are you sticking grass in my mouth?



The winner!



Uncle Chris is cool


Erin makes me have fists of joy


I feed myself (and Celty)


13.1 miles Phew! I'm her biggest fan.


Mom and T


This is what we call lunch on the trail.

Aloha

Sorry it has been awhile since I've written.
Hawaii really took it out of me. I'm still recovering.

Cabana Boy



I had to take two ladies out for dinner...each night


Someone has to do it


There was a lot of digging


It's hard to be the Prince


I had a lot of serious business to take care of


I did get to celebrate Easter, Hawaiian Style


I still wore my suit - no shoes!


Happy Easter!


Born with a silver spoon...


Thank You Grandma!

Winter Wonderland!

Thanks Grandpa Jim and Grandma Mary! I heard that you gave my parents a gift certificate to stay at the Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood a few years back. Of course, my parents didn't get it together enough to go until now... translation: they got to take me along too. We went cross country skiing, snow shoeing, sledding and enjoyed our beautiful room. Sadly, I slept in the tub (in the pack-n-play).

I love Mt. Hood!


Dad's goggles almost fit


Room with a view


Cross country skiing - mom was a little scared, I just laughed!



I'll probably always think this is called, "Slow down!"


More my(or Mom's)speed


Wide open spaces!


Warming by the fire


Snowed in...literally!


A well deserved beer, for Dad.