Shredder

Last weekend Cally had a few "firsts".

1. She tried on her first pair of skis.


2. She cruised across the snow on skis for her first time.


3. She went down to Virginia and met her "god brother" for the first time. Henry, my godson, is my good friend Sarah's third child. She and I met at the University of Montana when we were in grad school together. We became quick friends and 13 years later, she is still one of my best friends. Cally and I flew down there so I could be a part of Henry's Christening. A week before I left, I wondered if this was a crazy idea..... flying with a one year old by myself on four flights in 48 hours, getting up at 4am two out of three mornings, and dealing with all that goes along with those logistics. Then I remembered that Sarah, Madison, Lucy and Henry could not fly into Burlington for our wedding because of a snow storm. That didn't stop them! They drove all the way up here and made it two hours into the reception. That is the kind of friend Sarah is. She'd do anything for you. So, the aforementioned thought was short-lived, I went for it. Cally was a great little travel buddy and Sarah made it so easy once we were there. All that talk about "Southern Hospitality", it's all so true. Sarah set us up with everything we'd possibly need while in Virginia-- and, she managed to throw a party and cook all the food.

(That's the Wootton Clan-- Sarah, Madison, Lucy (2.5), John (6), and Henry (1)). They brought me to the Richmond Botanical Gardens to see the festival of lights-- the entire premisss was decorated in lights. It was quite a display! And, for Virginia standards, it was really cold-- like 20 degrees F.

(Cally playing with Lucy)

Cally and I had a ball. I'm not sure how soon I'll be hopping on a flight with a squirmy, wormy walker, but it was so worth it. Now Cally has an even bigger extended "family" of friends who she'll continue to get to know over the years.