TJ is six months old today, and he is getting so big. I hear it at least 10 times a day. It used to be- "he is so cute". Now it's- "he is so big". And it used to be- "he looks so much like his dad". And now it's- "he looks just like you". In the coming weeks I am going to bust out some copy-that-1980's-pose and let you decide who TJ really looks like. But for now please enjoy what seems like 100 pictures of TJ- it has been a very busy month and we have taken lots and lots of pictures.
Some of TJ's favorite things to do this month:
Play with basketballs.
On Veteran's Day we took a walk to the park to shoot some hoops. More like, shoot some pictures of Trent, TJ and the basketball hoops. While we were there we got to see helicopters, jet fly overs, and skydivers as part of a big Veteran's Day celebration.
TJ, my mom, and I took a trip up to Helen, Georgia to see Meme and Lee at their Lorely timeshare. Growing up, this was my favorite place in the whole world.
But really who can deny the beauty of a Georgia Fall. This picture overlooks the timeshare where we stayed and the river that we used to go tubing down.
Posing in front of the vibrant red bush.
And on our way back home we stopped by to see Jeff and Stacey's precious new baby, Berkeley. She is too cute for words. I adored the baby while Stacey and Cheyenne taught TJ how to play catch with the plush basketball. Biggest giggle fit ever.
I love Thanksgiving. There are so many good memories associated with the holiday, mostly because of the fun traditions established by the Barber/Meyer/Webb/Lunt clan probably before I was even born. The turkey bowl, the amazing food, the bonfire, and the pies. Oh my.
Sometimes I wonder what my baby boy is going to grow up to be. He is showing so many interests, and I am just sitting on the sidelines trying to capture them all. Here are just a few potential career paths that his future holds:
Too much fun, the end.


TJ tagged along for my 24th birthday celebration at Yamatos Japanese Steakhouse. Thank you, TJ, for sleeping through the whole thing.



TJ has taken a few trips to the pool across the street at our old apartment complex. We love spending the afternoon with our old neighbors, Mikeal and Bronson. However, it's hit or miss whether TJ will enjoy the pool. He has to be full and the water has to be warm.
And here we are at the game. He slept most of the first and last quarters and didn't seem bothered at all by the noise. What a trooper.