Hey! My scanner is working!!

Today Garret spent a good portion of church hiding behind a piano. I think he liked the solitude. Not a bad idea. A pillow. A book. You got yourself some nice 'me-time'...

My only worry when having Garret was that if he ended up a red-head he would be called Garret-the-carrot. That's it. Well, he's got just a tiny touch of red. Not nearly enough to justify a carrot connection. PHEW!! Dodged that one.

Now I sometimes worry about his future quality of life.
His physical needs,
Our ability to care for him,
money,
happiness,
health,
community acceptance,Then I take a look at the Gare-bear. He's not stressing. He's happy. So I shrug and join him on the trampoline. Might as well enjoy the journey, eh?

Here's the prince lovin' up his new sister, Brenda. Before she became mobile and 'grabby' Garret couldn't get enough of her. He would push me out of the room just to return to Brenda and sit with a hand, an arm, or a chin on her head.

With Suzie he was hesitant as if thinking, "Oh great. You're going to turn into another space-invading, loud-mouth slimy GIRL, aren't you?"

So only the All-Mighty knows Garret's future. We'll just 'stay tuned' and keep shrugging.

And while the scanner is working: This old shot of Mike needs a caption... ...any ideas?