@ Five Months Old

@ the Great Reno Balloon Races

We took Tate to the Great Reno Balloon Races last weekend. I plan to go every year, as it's one of those things that reminds you of the wonders of your childhood, but we got to bed late Friday night, and the idea of a 5:00 a.m. alarm was sounding a little less than wonder-ful at midnight. I had even turned the alarm off. But when Tate woke up, unusually early at 4:45 a.m., we figured we were up already...so we packed him in the stroller and walked out into the twilight of the dawn. He watched the silhouettes of the trees against the sky for a few blocks, and then sacked out again. When he woke up, balloons were flying directly over us, as in the fifth picture down from the top--and he was fascinated! He threw his head back to study them, and we were fortunate that the light morning breeze blew several balloons right over the top of us. He was clearly very interested, as you can see in the second picture above. Hope you can come visit over the second weekend in September sometime--it's a magical experience.

Labor Day Weekend 2007

Hi. I'm Tate. I'm going to tell you about my Labor Day weekend with my mom, dad, and Grandma Vicki and Grandpa Brad, and a bunch of other family and friends...


I learned that I like to look at trees a lot. This one was silhouetted against the blue sky Saturday afternoon, and I looked at it for a long time from my vantage point on the lawn...

And mommy was lying next to me, watching the tree blow in the wind. She's pretty, isn't she?

Grandma Vicki was there too...

And Grandpa Brad. I have a hat like his.

This is what Daddy was looking at and enjoying most during our visit...


...Mommy and me!