The Life Aquatic with Young Old

Right before we headed off into the Alaskan bush, our good friend Becky, now known as Auntie "Dub," stopped by for a brief visit. And in Portland, if it's a summer visit, you know it's a river visit. It also happened to be Young Old's first deep water experience outside of his tepid baths and a few uber-chlorinated pools.

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Bliiinded by the light. Sorry, river rats.

Young Old gets the pep talk from Aunt T. Check out that ridiculous hat.

Breaking for lunch. He looks so grown up here...believe me, he's never this calm while eating. He's usually much more animated, a lot like a Tourettic acrobat miming a Whirling Dervish, i.e. fun to watch, not so fun to feed.

Um, Dad, I'm beginning to think that water is over-rated. Get me out of this thing now.

Ahhhh, much better. A soft lap, no straight jacket, shade, and a rock. This is the life.

Mmmm-mmm, giardia lamblia. Note to future parents: rocks are the perfect teething implements.
Thanks go out to Aunt T and Auntie "Dub" for the photos!