
Here is a face that says, "I know trouble when I see it and I'm headed in that direction." We're seeing it more and more often lately.

Liam and I had lunch with our friends Miriam and Renee yesterday at "Call of the Canyon." Liam ate all his prunes up and enjoyed eating soda crackers while we chatted about everything from car wrecks to sewing machines to (of course) babies. We stayed so long that the lunch crowd had pretty much cleared out by the time we took this picture.

Grammy and Liam looking at the rhinos. They mostly looked like big rocks, but Liam identified them as doggies.
People seem to have a natural tendency to look at a baby's behavior and try to predict what he will do for a living. Will he be an interior decorator or work for a moving company because he likes to move chairs around? Will he be a librarian because he loves books and hates loud noises? (Will they even have physical libraries when Liam is old enough to have a job?) Will he be an athlete because he loves to throw balls and chase them? How about a "techie" because he loves things with buttons? Maybe a musician because he loves to listen to music and finds rhythm in almost everything. Who knows. Probably something completely different that we can't predict now. For the moment I'm just glad that he enjoys life. And I hope he continues to find joy in whatever he does.
Liam was very excited when he discovered that I didn't immediately take this (broken) hand held game away from him. He later put it under the couch. Maybe he was worried that I'd change my mind, but I'm pretty sure he's forgotten about it.

Liam's already enjoying the books that his cousins passed on to him. Lots of their other toys will soon be in circulation. Thanks guys!