We spent Father's Day weekend at the river. Claire made an album of her favorite pictures with Daddy and wrote a little poem to him. (I helped.)
OK, so we didn't even get past our front yard, but it still counts!! I put Claire in her baby life vest and got ready for a little boat ride. As soon as we started the engine, an alarm went off and we started smelling something burning...not a good sign. We had to turn around and go back inside. What is it with boats?!
First time pulling up to a stand!
She started out pretty shaky, but then got the hang of it. The girl's going to be walking before I know it! Here she is hanging out with her Uncle Jake. (She's already got stars in her eyes for him...)
Why is this a "first" you ask? Well, PoPa has tried and tried, but this is the first time Claire has let him hold her and play without crying! (It's kind of a thing she has about men!?)













