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Posted by on Wednesday, 24 April, 2013

Alaska boy, I can’t believe you’re six.

Your first day on Earth, I was terrified. I was in charge of something ALIVE that couldn’t take care of itself at all.
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You got bigger, a little at a time.
Little Man, Big Bed

And one day, all of a sudden, you were a little person – not a lump.
San Francisco - Chilling in the hotel

And from the start, you danced.

And danced

And danced

and danced some more

You’ve ridden dogsleds
Pondering the nature of the Universe

made it through a car wreck with a tractor trailer without a scratch – and without even dropping your cookie
Rear facing in his Marathon

lived by the beach

picked pumpkins
Picking a Pumpkin

got stitches, and a “Han Solo” scar

slept on TOP of your dresser
Weird Places My Kid Sleeps

lived with your parents’ terrible influence

wobbled through your first ski lesson
Snowmass 2012

met a mermaid

and blown out candles SIX TIMES

I don’t know what’s next – maybe you’ll fly a plane, or build a rocket, or simply watch all the episodes in existence of Phineas and Ferb, but know that we’ll be here to cheer you on.

You big doofus.

How to Blow the Mind of a Three Year Old

Posted by on Thursday, 11 November, 2010

In the middle of a meltdown – one concerning getting a “special treat” from school, which he did not get due to living up to his nickname – inform child you have something very special for him. Reach out and catch something out of the air and put it in his hand.

Spend entire ride home with child examining his cupped palm looking for the invisible ladybug.


Posted by on Saturday, 24 April, 2010

Day One:
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Year One:
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Year Two:

Year Three:
catching rollie pollies at the park!



Posted by on Friday, 9 April, 2010

I’m pretty sure that you’ve looked at entirely too many toys for an upcoming three year birthday when you start dreaming in playmobile figures.

Bastards weren’t much help, either.