Grandpa Funny

This right here is a man who really likes being a grandfather. Who can blame him? When else are you socially permitted to make silly faces and goofy noises at someone and get nothing back but big gummy smiles?

This same First-Meeting-In-Vermont photo is now in Storey's drool-proof photo album. When she gets to the Grandpa Howard page, she explodes with squeals of delight, laughter and smiles (and of course, drool. Lots of it.)

Dear Grandpa,
You make me drool.
(and smile)

Love, Storey

Chunky Monkey

You CAN'T visit Stowe, VT and not go to the Ben & Jerry's Factory.

Hey, when did Ben get so creepy looking? Run Jerry, run!

Mimi's Genes

In my family, appearance-wise, my mother's genes prevail. Brown hair, brown eyes. Us three kids, all brown. My poor father has a gaggle of turdly children, none of which allowed his recessive blue/grey eyes to mark them as his own. He just had to take my mother's word for it.

I thought for sure my own children would follow suit, brown & turdly, like me. But look! What light hair these two ladies have!
They could be twins!
And Storey's eyes? Still as green/grey/hazel as the day she was born.

Sawtell genes prevail! Not that there's anything wrong with brown, Mom. Other than the fact that it's the color of turds.
(Okay already, Kris...)

Swim Baby Swim

How fabulous is it that not only does Jason's mom invite us up to a timeshare condo in lovely Stowe, Vermont for a week to kick off Summer '08, but that said condo conveniently includes both an indoor and outdoor pool for our leisurely enjoyment? Super fabulous.

The public pool in Lakewood hadn't opened yet, so Storey had her first swim on vacation, complete with yellow floaty tube and a newly discovered "stinkerface".

Ah... summer.

Those Mile Stones

630 miles away from home...

Storey started crawling.


We have some baby-proofing to do when we get home. Like, as soon as we enter the front door.

Holy cow, she's fast!