Ava and Cole - first encounters

Pre-Halloween Hype
Winnie the Pooh....
....before daycare on Friday....
....it's hard to catch a Pooh....
....an excited kind of Pooh....
....on camera....
...the day before Halloween!

The Perons visit with the newest Duffy
Baby Ava Duffy
Cole's excited about his first Halloween
Cole is proud of the stow-away snooker ball he took home from Jim and Amanda's
Mom's first post-Cole "race" - thinking fast thoughts

Cole with his bookbag on his first day of daycare
Cole and his new babysitter, Beth

nothing but net

Soccer ball

Pants

There is a long-standing joke that in Thunder Bay, it is a wonder any Pants Store can stay in business, so numerous are the stories of my husband and his friends' adolenscent adventures involving the removal of their pants in public places.

And for the past eleven and a half months that my son, Cole, has been alive, I have heard time and time again how strikingly he resembles Mark.

Today, when I put Cole down for his nap, I heard him talking away to himself and fiddling around in his crib for quite a long time before he settled. When I went in to check on him a few minutes later, there he was, curled up against the crib rails, snoring softly, and his pants..... discarded in the opposite corner.

I guess there really is some Thunder Bay in him after all.

Laundry Basket Relocation

Dad helps Cole over the rough terrain of Grandpa Dave and Kokum's front yard. He is 11 months old and can walk on his own when the landscape is smoother.
Frisbee, Charlie and Cody
Looking out the window at Grandpa Dave and Kokum's
Opening an early birthday present from Uncle Ben and Aunt Mary


Aunt Michelle and Cole do a duet
Uncle Jay gives Cole a soccer ball
Cole and Frisbee
Thanksgiving Supper
Bunnies!
At Froot To Go Farm
Cole lost in a corn maze
Cole and his wooden sushi

Putting the "Uke" in Cole

Yesterday, Cole did all his Mickeal namesakes proud. He ate pierogies for the first time and LOVED them. He just couldn't get enough. He asked me how they're made. I said his Grandpa Mike would show him. ;)

No Goldfish is Safe, Not even in his Tupperware Enclosure

Dancing Machine

Tight Spaces

Wrestling....

Walking

It's official. Cole's walking. At a week shy of 11 months, he not only walks, but looks VERY proud of himself while he does it. Sorry the picture's a bit dark.

Speedy

Oops, was that hat made of wool? Mom didn't notice early enough.
Cole's new favourite passtime: emptying the contents of the diaper bag
Petting Spike the Iguana at the Fall Fair
Playing with mountains of empty shoeboxes
Playing with orange playdough and cookie cutters
Cole stole away to the corner to play with the home made musical instruments

Some might say he's training to be a large animal vet... like James Harriet
Aunt Liz and Uncle Kevin and Sara and Connor gave Cole this hat