Beach Baby, Beach Baby, Give Me Your Hand

In mid-January, James had his first trip to the beach and he loved it -- the sand, the surf, the fresh air, he couldn't get enough. We took a lovely hike up the hill near Muir Beach, and ended the day at our favorite pub. What a glorious way to spend the weekend.
Pete and James conquer the hill!

Guinness is good for you!!

Automatic for the People

More Pics from our Georgia Trip.

Dads and babies watching football. This is Georgia, after all, where it's great to be a Georgia Bulldog.


Our happy family.

James and Noah

In January, James took his first trip on a plane to visit his new cousin Noah. Of course we flew out during the worst storm of the season, but James was a trooper and after a 6-hour delay in the airport (and another 2 hours in the plane) we were off. Our fussy baby never uttered a peep, and he seemed to revel in the attention (if only Mommy and Daddy would hold him all the time at home!). We loved meeting Noah, who is cute as a button and all around adorable, and had a fantastic visit with Jeff and Rhia. We were amazed at their energy as they showed off the town of Athens, GA (it was enough for us to make it to the local coffee shop for a cup of what Pete calls his "dark master" when James was a month old). It was a wonderful trip, and we are happy for the memories, as both babies are already much bigger than their pictures. They grow so fast!