Hanging Out At Home
Mid-February 2001
I'm back at home in Fresno. What an exhausting trip.
Whew, I'm tired.
Enjoying my swing.
I love to nap in my swing.
Constant motion keeps me happy.
I can sit up with some support.
I look like such a little man.
Cute.
Cuter.
Cutest!
This is serious business.
Oh, something has caught my attention over there.
Ok, enough of this.
Me and my Daddy, home from training in Long Beach.
Doesn't my head smell good?
Oh no, not sitting again?!
Yawn! I'm bored with this.
Rough sleeper.
Peaceful sleep.