God Mother

My dad and mom called my aunt Julie and asked her if she would be my god-mother. She accepted without hesitation. This is a picture of my bassinet that Grampa Smith made. The bedding was made by my new god-mother.

I Love My Favorite Aunt, Julie

My Aunt Julie flew all the way from Portland, OR to be here when I was born. She waited all week for me to come and I finally showed up on Friday. She called me the "Belmont Baby," since I was born the day before the running of the Belmont. I also have to thank my aunt for setting up this blog for me. Thanks Julie....Love Weston

Going Wild with Brad and Melissa

I'm almost two weeks old and I love the NHL. Thanks to Uncle Brad and Aunt Melissa I can show off my favorite team in my car seat and stroller. Go Wild!!!!!

Piano Man

I think I inherited my Grandma Mary's "piano toes." Her toes are so long it is said that she can play piano with them. My dad has those same long toes and it looks like I have them too. Lucky for me, my grandma Nancy just happens to have a piano....move over Beethoven.

Vader

I remember the good old days when I was spoiled and an only child.

So tired

A few days in and I have already tired out my dad.

Grandmas

My grandma Nancy and my grandma Mary get to hold me for the first time. They anixously waited all afternoon. They both were watching a birthing monitor when the nurse said she thought I was being born. Grandma Nancy will teach me about farmlife and how to enjoy the beauty in gardens and birds and the things all around me. Grandma Mary will teach me about animals and tell stories and best of all she likes to shop, so I expect lots of cute clothes and toys in my future.