No more stair-climbing for me

Another corn roast

Auntie Varge's friend, Zeny, is in Canada for a visit and we had a corn roast for her.

Some people climb mountains

Me? I only climb the stairs to my bedroom.




Made it to the top. Whew! Have to lean against the wall and take a breather.


Almost made it to my bedroom door.


But first, I've got to make the door-stop jiggle and let it make this funny sound. I almost never tire of this game.


Finally! I'm in my bedroom. See my name on the wall?


This is my growth chart. I wonder how tall I am today.


Ah! I'm still just as tall as I was yesterday.

Floor exercises

I like to crawl and push things around the floor.


Lolo caught me and confined me in the laundry basket.


I am no longer content to just sit back and watch the toys move in my aquarium chair.



My Lola does not like me giving her kisses which are more like wet gummy bites.

At the Old Port in Old Montreal

Open house on some visiting ships from Greece.

Corn roast

So much corn to eat and my two little front choppers are just peeping out from my gums!

Check out our "new" pool

LAST YEAR:
The old pool liner was on its last legs. My Dad had to patch it up in a few places.

Last year, I was swimming inside my Mommy's tummy.

Lolo Phil and Tia Monica.

Ate Mavic, Kuya Guillaume, Bianca, Kuya Jose and Lolo Phil.

Grandpa John and Grandma Cyndy.

THIS YEAR:
The pool liner is now a deeper blue. The pool guys say this new liner should last at least fifteen years. If that is true, I will almost be in college the next time we need to change it.

Check out my pool umbrella!

Now, I can swim outside my Mommy's tummy.