Once it started to cool off, we and a bunch of other groupies went to see our favorite local artist (our neighbor, Alicia) perform at a coffee shop. It was Charlie Jo's first time listening to live music, and she was an ANGEL! She gazed at Alicia singing for several songs, and then zonked out for the last 20 minutes or so. Charlie wore her new black "Crawl the Line - Johnny Cash" onesie, which was a gift from Brad & Amanda. We stupidly only managed to get one cellphone photo of Charlie in the audience and got none of the terrific performance.
A few years ago, my mom got all of our old 8-millimeter home movies digitized and sent them to us on DVD. I popped them in to see how my sister and I compared to Charlie as babies. The movies are priceless. The best part is Erin and me learning to roller skate on concrete (and wearing short little dresses) while my mom, grandmother Meem and Aunt Janet watch. How we survived to adulthood without massive scars is a mystery to me. It's really sweet to watch my dad play with us because it reminds me so much of Corey with Charlotte. If Corey is half as much fun as a dad to Charlotte as my own father was to us, Charlotte will have a great childhood.
Here are some pictures of the weekend so far . . .
















