It's amazing how fast babies change. The last time I saw Leo, he was more like a baby and less like a toddler. At 8 months old he has the biggest personality I've ever seen in a baby. He knows when things are funny, and he'll let you know when he thinks so. If you don't give Leo your full attention, he will crane his little neck around until you can't possibly avert his big blue eyes and irresistible smile. We had so much fun with Leo all weekend, and gladly gave him our full attention in exchange for his big personality.
This is a less than flattering picture of me, but Leo looks like an angel.
Johanna accidentally forgot Leo's beach hat but we found this purple flat brim number in a local convenience store. Crisis averted. It was a cross between feminine and tough, and Leo rocked it all weekend.
On Sunday we visited downtown Westerley and stopped in a park. The only other place open that day was a second hand store. Sleepy towns are fun for vacations, but I don't think I could handle the sleepiness year round.
Leo is modeling his pea pod pants I bought him below. The mornings and evenings were brisk in Westerly, and it made me excited for Fall.
At nighttime, the questionable daytime bar became elegant with blinking lights and a full white tent. Trashy by day, classy by night.
