Family Pictures

We were able to get some family pictures done this summer. Of those family pictures, one was a picture of 5 generations! Here they are:

Our first official family picture. Surfside Beach, SC

5 Generations: (left to right from Peter's point of view) Grandpa & Grandma Flamm, Great-Grandma & Grandpa Freeman, Daddy-Scott, Great-Great-Grandma Peterson, Peter, and Mommy-Rachel

Sitting on the bench at Scott's family reunion.

The Beach

This was Peter's first official vacation with both Scott and I. He rode a plane for the first time. The only trouble was a messy diaper that leaked onto my pants & a little fussiness on the way to Virginia; other than that he was an angel. We drove down to Surfside, South Carolina (a 9 hour car ride & he only really cried for the last hour!) and spent a whole week at the beach. It was Scott's Grandparents 50th wedding anniversary celebration, so we were able to see most of his family and get a lot of babysitters! All of this traveling is just practice for moving to Texas--a 25 hour car ride! Ahhhhh!

Family Picture

Peter was terrified of the waves, so he held onto Scott for dear life.

Peter napping with Clara and Lanie at the beach.

Peter in the condo pool.

CRAWLING!!!

The little boy has finally learned to crawl! He did his first official crawl last Thursday night. It is fun to see him reach this milestone, but baby proofing the apartment has been a challenge with trying to pack up.

Splish, Splash

Here is Peter splashing in the tub.

"Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater"

We always sing that nursery rhyme to him. I can't believe that he is almost 6 months old already. Here are some fun pictures of Peter who is chubbier than ever. He can sit up very well now, and he can also get himself into the crawling position, but thankfully he cannot crawl yet. When he is angry he makes N sounds like "nay, na, nih;" we think it's funny and we laugh, but he doesn't think so. When he is happy he makes a breathy sigh like, "ahh, ahh." Well, here they are!

Little Bird

We started Peter on solids because he kept drenching us with spit up-he has the hardest time keeping the milk down. When he likes what we are feeding him, he opens his mouth really wide like a little bird; it's so cute!

Yuck!

When Peter wakes up from sleeping, he has to rub his eyes and his face against his mattress or our shoulders or anything--it is quite the process. So, the other day he spit up while he was waking up from his nap, and he happened to rub his face all over in the spit up. It was on his eye lashes, up his nose, everywhere! Yuck! It was funny though because he looked at us as if to say, "what happened to me?"