Happy New Year! (kinda)

I decided on New Year's Day to work on my rice cereal again. That was okay until I decided to start teething too. Here we go! There must be something about little baby Gibson boys and Grandma's birthday; we always seem to cry, don't we Grandma?!

I finally got to meet my Great-Grandma Gibson; and she told me all sorts of stories.

My first trip to Salem was action-packed! It was party after party.
I'm going to have a new playmate this summer too - congrats Chris and Jenny!
My Aunt Millie told me to watch out for all of the wild Gibson stories!
My cousin Kelan had all sorts of things to show me... next year we'll really tear up the town.
Daddy played with my new teddy bear with me. He's so soft.

Aunt Joan and my Uncle Roy thought I was quite a character. But from what I understand I've got a lot to live up to with the stories about Uncle Roy.

At Papa and Grandma's there were two bucks in the back yard. He was a big one too.
Daddy took pictures, but he scared him away.

At my Uncle Glen's house there were 52 wild turkey's in the field. Somebody said something about wild turkey in cousin Chris's tea too!