Well, Colt has had a cold this weekend. David and I have both had it, so I suppose the odds were increased for Colt to get it too. David went hunting Friday and Saturday, and Colt woke up coughing because he couldn’t breathe through his nose Friday night. Needless to say, there wasn’t much sleeping going on for either Mommy or Baby. He doesn’t like the bulb syringe at all during the night. I wouldn’t either if I couldn’t get woke up enough to figure out why I couldn’t breathe during that unpleasant suction! If he’s wide awake and alert he’ll do pretty well if I talk to him the whole time. He’ll just smile among the startled facial expressions. This is a picture from yesterday morning. He’s been a good sport through it all, but you can tell by his eyes that he’s not feeling to well. He’s such a sweet baby though! We just love him too death!!

He’s going to be a reader?
The smiling sun!

Smiles from Mama’s boy
These next few pictures were taken while Colt was staying with Aunt B last week. He’s a happy camper! He reminded me of little Caily in this picture . . . something about that face

Colt got a fishing hat. I guess he’ll have to start fishing with Grandpa Miles soon!