No, not exactly, but we've been unforgivably lazy when it comes to posting. Things should heat up again in November when 'the baby in Mama's belly,' as we call him, is due to arrive.
What, hadn't we mentioned that yet? We're taking bids on the naming rights, so get yours in now.
Just wanted to take a quick break from our fabulous Maine vacation and share how the Woodford clan is growing. It's all over at WoodfordNorth.
(For reference, here's last year's group photo.)
For all Kasper gets out of YouTube, he wants to give a little back. Here, he shares his dancing skills, a wicked hybrid of Fraggle Rock and "Where is Matt?".
Kasper loves YouTube. Garbage trucks, excavators, trains - it has video of everything he loves. You can check out some of his favorites here.
As our dedicated readers know, Kasper also loves the caboose. We do bring him other places, we just only seem to take photos at the caboose! The little guy is his buddy Vaughan. He just turned 1, so Kasper is schooling him on all the important big guy stuff -like rocks, sandboxes and eating donuts.
After a wild few weeks of Patrick's trip to Germany, a visit from Mema and a visit TO Mema during a visit from the Left Coast Rynnes, we're back! Patrick's Father's Day started with Kasper actually sleeping in (well, until 8am) and was quickly followed by bagels with cream cheese and lox. This was followed by a trip to the park and lots of hanging out. No surprise there!
The holiday weekend brought with it the local Viva Vienna festival, and Kasper was thrilled that he's a "big kid" now and can go on some of the rides. Well, he's close -- we debated letting him go solo before deciding he's still just a little too unpredictable to be on heavy equipment by himself (I see all of you who've met Kasper nodding furiously in agreement). So Dada and Mama split the assignment:
Riding in the school bus with Dada was OK, but it couldn't match the fire truck ride with Mama:
He was also very interested in something called The Rainbow -- that's what he's watching below. I don't know ... maybe next year, when he's 3:
