Sunday, April 17, 2011

That was fun! Thank you so much to all of our donors. The Fetters Family proudly raised over $3000 for the March of Dimes. Hopefully that money will help another little one grow as strong as me - 3 pounds at birth, 20 pounds now!

Awake again. The walk was almost over so we stopped at Buckingham Fountain for a pic. I wonder if the fountain people knew when they turned on the water this week that the temps would drop back to freezing. ...maybe a little too leisurely! I rarely fall asleep in my stroller, but I was cozy and I got tired of looking at strangers' butts.
It was pretty crowded, so we enjoyed a leisurely pace...


Here's our team. We would have looked a lot different if it had been eighty degrees like last Sunday. Chicago weather just can't figure itself out in the spring.


I got to see my friend, Ava. We're preemie pals and we want to help other babies.


The day has finally come! It's the March for Babies! This is the T-shirt I earned for fundraising.


Squash beard and uni-brow.


Not too bad for a first-timer, right?


Mom tried to help me write my name and some squiggles, but I wanted to do it all by myself. I'm working on proper finger positioning. (Mom might have a heart attack if I don't learn to do it correctly before going to school. I think she may be a little traumatized...)


Whatever Mom does, I want to do. Mom was writing, so I stole her pen. I quickly learned how to take the cap off.


I'm trying, Brody, just be patient.


... So I have a plan! I'm going to hit the books and read up on Weimaraners and dog training. That way, once I'm big enough I'll know just how to keep my pal happy.


Bubby was feeling very sorry for himself because I'm not very good at playing with him yet. I try to pull "Frank" away from him, but he's too strong for me...


Dad and I are very concerned here about The Masters. Poor Rory! Dad's going to be my caddy when I'm on the LPGA tour. He'll help make sure I don't choke.




This is Grandma singing to me. I like to rock back and forth when I hear music or even just a drum beat. I get caught up in Grandma's hand motions though, so then I just stare at her.

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