No Lifeguard on Duty

Celia LOVES the water, be it the bathtub, the pool, a storage tub filled on the back deck, or apparently, the backyard pond. She splashes and squeals like you or I might if we'd found the Fountain of Youth.

Andy helped her feed the fish, and then did all he could to not allow her in...

Disclaimer: Yes, Andy was holding Cel's legs in the these photos. And yes, the pond water is nasty; we were careful not to let her put her fingers in her mouth, and she got a bath right away.



So, blogging...

seems like it will be a lot of fun. I’ve always been on the fence about it. On the one hand, it seems like a great way to keep people updated, especially since not all of our immediate and extended family and friends are geographically close. On the other hand, it does seem, well, a bit pretentious. But, if you enjoy the blog, great – glad to have you along. And if not, thanks for stopping by…

Obviously, the blog will feature Celia. She’s one epic baby. She’s nothing short of sunshine. She's pure goodness, crystallized. She, in my opinion, deserves to be chronicled in song and legend for centuries to come. Perhaps this blog will suffice.