I took the boys skiing last week and Harkin and I hung out in the lodge. We played and walked around saying hello to whomever would give us a smile, which was quite a few people. He was the hit of the lodge. Everyone kept asking when he was going skiing. Soon.
The boys would come in and visit every now and again, then Harkin would chase them to the door and look out the window wondering when he could trail along. Soon, my sweet baby, soon.