Peter–Bear Lake 2011

Peter was a dream baby at Bear Lake.  He was nearly perfect in every way.  He was so fluid and mellow, willing to eat or sleep whenever, wherever.  And, he threw out smiles right and left.  I think everyone was in love with him by the end.  It’s even possible that his cuteness might have made up for some of Emmeline’s terrible twoness.This was the first year for group number 6!  Cubby, Po and Peter.  And they’ve got two mystery members to be born this year who’ll join them next summer.  It’s going to be a lively little group.   I think Po might be the leader of the pack.  She is already, at this early stage in the group development, quietly sending messages to establish her alpha female role (check out the ear pulling, the head smashing). I love how stark the difference in age seems while they’re so little.  I like seeing what I’m in for in a few months, a year, etc.  Next year that’s going to be Peter crawling around, getting splinters stuck in his bare knees. Aside from being cute (and pulling out all my hair….can you see the hair in his hand above?)  Peter spent a lot of his time at Bear Lake being adored by cousins.  And siblings who were so proud to show him off:And Grandparents:

And aunts:And his mom, of course.  I could really just eat this guy up 24/7.He also spent a lot of time chilling on his own (with very little complaining) in his beach pack and play or on the floor or in his bumbo.  He was just happy as can be the minute anyone came to give him any kind of attention.  I debated and debated whether I should bring this big bumbo with me all the way from Boston.  I’m so glad I did.  He spent a few hours every night sitting up on the kitchen island or in the middle of the kitchen table watching as we all flurried around him preparing meals or eating dinner.  Every few minutes a different person would stop to say hello and smile and he’d beam and kick and get all worked up with glee and then just quietly look around until the next big social interaction. 

Grandfather taught him “the Trick.”  This is, and always has been, my dad’s signature move with babies.  He loves it, they love it (mostly….although Emmeline wasn’t really a fan as a baby).  Look at those sturdy chubby legs of his.  I had to post both of these pictures, I love Peter’s expressions…..

I think it’s pretty safe to say he won every person there over.  He’s just a pretty charming little guy right now.