Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Born with a silver spoon.. well not really

I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth but I was handed one down from through the Goulet/Reed lineage and a nice silver cup from my Grandpa Mike.
I love it, the spoon is a shorty, just the right size for a little man like myself
I've been grubbing all sorts of big boy food....as you can see.

Dad has been going downhilling on the weekends
here are a few images from his adventures