Lord of the Rings

On Saturday, Hannah and John got married. There will be much more later, here's a basic recap:

Last Wednesday, Hannah came over so that she could see Cody one last time as a single woman. Anticipating Tom's duties at the wedding, Cody kissed and hugged her in preparation for giving her away to John.





At the ceremony on Saturday, Cody performed his own duties admirably, wearing his ring-bearer backpack and walking the aisle with grace and aplomb.



A moment later, Hannah and Tom followed him down the aisle.



It was all as lovely as can be. More to follow.

Water, water everywhere...and lots of drops to drink!

Most exciting invention ever (according to Cody): "SPRINK-UH!" He saw...

He went...


He kind of freaked out. But then went back for more.

And then had some cheese puffs. : )


Then, "pool pool!!"



The adventure continues, with Cody discovering the joys of the sprayer.

He love love loved being sprayed -- was soaked by the end -- but spent the majority of his time sucking down water, then coughing and sneezing, then drinking all over again. And again.

"Oh shit!"

The Vegas oddsmakers are stunned. Cody uttered his first curse word yesterday, and it wasn't my fault.

While driving, Shannon made the aforementioned exclamation. Cody repeated it. Somewhere in Washington, I smiled.

If he doesn't get the f-bomb from me, though, I'll be very sad.

"BEACH!" (Cody's favorite new word)

On Thursday of our vacation, we had a giant, long thunderstorm. Cody learned to say "thunder," and also "boom!" One particular crack was so loud it woke him from his nap, and when I peeked in, he was sitting at the far end of his crib, waving madly and saying "BYE BYE, BOOM!" with a rather anxious look on his face.

You can see here how the water was covering about 1/3 of the tires on Mom's car.

We decided to take blanket and Patches outside to see what it was all about. Turned out to be a big male bonding thing, watching the crazy weather from the balcony with Uncle John and Dad.




Saturday dawned clear, bright, and perfect.


Daddy and Uncle John, pronounced emphatically, "DON!"

Pop-Pop and Uncle John, chilling on the beach.



Giggling with his Godmother.


Suddenly serious.

Digging with Daddy.

Getting tickled (again) by Mark.

Here's Cody playing with his friend Evie.


If only I had known before how his attention span would lengthen exponentially if given a bucket.

That silly Pop-Pop!


Cody was fascinated by the beach bag -- can you tell?


Our happy little baby had a fantastic time. It's always so hard to leave -- we can hardly wait for August 2010!

In the Surf

We're almost a week home from vacation, and Cody is still gesturing wildly at the garage door, wherein the surfboard is stored, and squealing, "OPEN! DA-BEEES!" (Which somehow means surfboard.) Here's a look back at my boys and their surfing adventure:


Here's Cody watching Daddy surf...

He did it! According to Cody, that was plenty. He started shouting "UP UP!" And promptly made The Beast his own.

We're Stoked, Dude

It finally happened.

For some reason, he calls the board "da beess." Maybe he means "the beast." But when we brought it down to the beach in the bag, he was vibrating while urging me to open it up.







Then it was time to hit the waves.





Finally, we brought the beast in together.



Many, many more pictures to come.

The Old Man and the Sea, and Cody