This post is a little out of order, but that's what happens when you are trying to catch up from several months. For New Year's Eve, we went to our friends' John and Christine's. Cole slept peacefully in their room until people started banging pots and pans. This is him looking dazed and confused about the festivities.
We hiked up New Year's Day to Yellowfork. We actually saw some mountain bikers despite the ice on the trail. The lack of snow was a sharp contrast to last year.
Cole is giving kisses to Aunt Sarah. I am so sad he doesn't do that anymore. If I want kisses, he just offers me his cheek so I can kiss it.
The aunties returning the favor, and Colee looking a bit claustrophobic.