Thanksgiving Volume II

Here is what my kid does. He cries if you do not stand up and walk with him. Grant just sits there, oblivious to anyone crying around him. But since my kid demands you walk around with him, you can well imagine how much arm time he got with grandma. I had to hurry and take this picture before she passed him to someone else.



Cosmo and I had a blast. Well, maybe I had more fun than he did. But at least I helped him light his very first fire. We had fires almost every night and for some reason, he wanted to climb right in every time.




Speaking of fire, here is the king of the fireplace himself. Just like the king of the jungle lord over their kill, so does this king. You can see the look in his eye as he hunches over and devours his fresh kill of apple pie and vanilla bean ice cream. It is good to be the king.





If you don't believe me when I say my kid does not like to sit still, here is another fantastic shot full of enthusiasm and infantile joy. Or maybe he is just passing a kidney stone. I think he already has the famous Camm Swift F-you stare down pretty well, don't you?





What kind of father would I be if I did not post yet another photo of my beautiful boy staring up at a toy. I will let you come up with your own southern adjectives to describe the look on my boy's face.