It's more than just a country: October 2010

A major upload of pictures

Mom has been bad about uploading the blog and there are numerous catch-up posts below. The posts go most recent to older (you can see how big I am now). Here's a sneak peak of my Halloween costume. I've already gone to one Halloween event, and I'm ready for the big day on Sunday. I'm Tigger!!!

Swimming lessons

I'm now enrolled in a parent-tot swimming class. This is before my first class.

Waiting for class to start

Mom and me. I like the class, but not too keen on the slide. I took a 3 hr. nap after my first class. Swimming is tiring.

Fall day at the park

We enjoyed a beautiful fall day at the park just up the street from our house.

Enjoying the sunshine on the slide

Oops. This is on here twice, but Mom thinks it's a great picture of me.

Water Baby

I'm ready to go to the kiddy pool. My first adventure in a real swimming pool.

I like the pool a lot. I accidently dunked myself, but I was okay, no crying.

Now, onto the Atlantic Ocean with my Grandpa. We're walking the beach.

This is fun!!

This was pretty warm. The current was sure strong, so Mom held onto me.

More of Charleston

Cannons facing Ft. Sumnter

Just relaxing while getting wheeled all over

Dad took the architectual shots below. He has such a great eye for photography.

Charleston, South Carolina

Heading from Savannah to Charleston

Farmers' Market on Saturday morning

Palmetto foundation

Slave Market is behind/under this building, but actually on top is the Daughters of the Confederate

Bridge to Isle of Palms where we stayed

Savannah, Georgia

We spent the day in Savannah before heading to Charleston. We didn't hit any humidity (we know we were lucky).

Carriage that I rode in

Dad, carriage driver, and I after the trip.

Just a few pictures, since I'm limited on the uploads. It was a pretty city with amazing old homes and great stories. Did you know that people paint the ceiling of their outdoor porches a light blue to keep the spirits away?

My first plane ride and trip to the South

My first plane trip was a long one, all the way to Savannah, Georgia to meet up with my aunt and uncle. My grandparents flew out ahead of us, and we met them in Savannah. Mom and I up early at the airport. I did remarkably well on the plane (no problems with the take-off, and I slept for part of the trip).