Monday, December 9, 2013

Boat Work Suspended for Something More Important

Peter Ford on Day Nine, the day you could really tell someone is home.
Virginia and I didn't work on our boat this weekend. There were one hundred things, I'm sure we could have done to move the project along, but we didn't. Instead we drove five hours one way on snowy roads (really rare for the Oregon coast) to see our new grandchild, Peter.

It was worth it. I hardly gave a thought to Oceanus I was so enraptured with this little guy. We were there for days seven, eight and nine of his life. Each day brought new accomplishments. This morning he was looking around and you could really tell the lights are on inside that little fuzzy head.
Grandma and big brother Corban.

Check the hair.