Gaeltacht here in Raleigh?

The boy is 11 months old. Where did the time go? Well, in looking at things, it might have gone to his cheeks, or tummy, or somewhere in between!! Yep, he still likes to eat. Something he SURELY got from his Dada right? Maybe...Momma likes to eat just as much!

He is standing on his own, almost taking steps.
He is giving us tons of jibberish, only he knows what he means (or some Irishman who speaks Gaelic).
He crawls so fast we may put him into the local baby crawling race.
He loves it when dad comes home...he knows it's time for the "chase Dad" game, where he crawls after me and promptly dives into a huge body pillow that lays in our living room. We then roll around on it for a few seconds until he decides it's time to crawl off again. Time to go again he says.

Katt's doing alright. Just managing the pain best she can, and ready to get the tumor out.

Happy early summertime!!

Above is our friend Rick who surprised us with a visit. Charlie seemed to like the new airplane game Rick taught him! I can't tell who is having more fun...

Like I said, just a wee bit away from walking, so he is. Albeit with one shoe apparently!

His favorite time (other than being held by Dad of course...ok, ok, Mom that is.) This was egg day at breakfast.

Live every day to its fullest. It will not come back again.