Adam and I continue to experience the joys of Colt's development. He has found his face. It started with his ear, and now he slaps his hand against his forehead and cheeks and rubs around. He also loves to hang on to his toes and to reach for anything in sight. He talks more and more, mostly by "ahhhh"-ing for long stretches. It is hilarious!! And then my favorite: When I'm holding him (facing outward) on my lap and talk or kiss his head, he twists around to look up at me. Once he sees me, he breaks out into a huge grin. Oh, he's cute!! Yesterday a friend of ours said while holding Colt, "You are a high-maintenance baby. You can tell that your mama stays at home and plays with you all day." Well, such is the case. I guess now you are all forewarned that Colt likes attention and may fuss if you don't play while holding him!
BELLY TIME.

WHAT CAN I SAY? HE'S OFFICIALLY A COUGAR THUG.

MAN, HOW HE LOVES THOSE FEET!

COLT AND MOM AT A BABY SHOWER IN ST. GEORGE.

And a story to conclude:
When you hang out with other mothers and their children, it is necessary to prepare for adventures. I went to the gardens at Thanksgiving Point with my mom, Colt, my sister and her two kids, and my sister's two friends who each had two kids... So 5 adults and 7 kids. It was beautiful and peaceful, and I loved the walk and the secret garden (which looks very much like the one in the movie). However, our day consisted of a near-miss from a golf ball, a potty break in the bushes for one of the three-year-olds (at this age all requests for a bathroom must be immediate and taken very seriously), a 45-minute wait for lunch at the restaurant, another 30 minutes to get our food once seated (because there were only two servers during the lunch rush!), Cru wanting to climb on everything, Adi being given fermented apple juice, Dillon not wanting to nurse and then crying, Cru squeezing his flourescent green gogurt all over the white linen tablecloth and the floor and his mom's clothes, Adi writing with pen all over the white linen tablecloth, Hayden having to go to the bathroom, then Adi having to go to the bathroom, then Colt crying. Even though we mothers were feeling quite frazzled, it didn't take long before we were all laughing hard about the situation and running out the door to get home. What a colorful day!