

We also had Tyson's 1 year pictures taken (just 2 months late). He was a busy little squirt and it was hard to catch him still for more than a few seconds. I can't complain too much because he was a happy little guy.
My little cutie pie!
Scott, Kim, Tyson, and Camille


We also had Tyson's 1 year pictures taken (just 2 months late). He was a busy little squirt and it was hard to catch him still for more than a few seconds. I can't complain too much because he was a happy little guy.
My little cutie pie!
Tyson and his grandpa. Tyson is now walking these days. Slow but steady.
Grandpa Turner and the 5 boys.
My sister and I showed up at the wedding wearing the exact same style shirt, just different patterns. She and I both got them at Kohl's without knowing the other one did. I guess you can tell we are sisters when we buy the same outfit even though we're many states away. We felt like the Bobsy twins.

More of all the grandboys.
He kept wanting to walk further and further into the water!
After leaving Newport area, I drove back to Bakersfield with my sister for a few days. I also had the chance to spend the evening with Mike, Susanne and Easton and stayed up way to late laughing. Luke, who is my sister's youngest and 6 months older than Tyson, had a love-hate relationship. This is one of the few times they would actually sit next to each other. Tyson liked Luke alright, but every time Tyson would come near, Little Luke would scowl at him and say, "No, no, no." He even said that to tyson, while he was asleep in his carseat while driving. By our last day there, I guess Tyson had had enough of this treatment and bit Luke on the arm. I don't even know where it came from. They weren't fighting or anything, just sitting there. I guess Luke's arm looked like a tasty chicken wing. I do hope that behavior won't continue. Random. Sorry little Lukey!



As a side note he is starting to say a few words. Mama and Dad, ball, dog, car, wow, bottle (baba), banana (nana) and my personal favorite, cracker. This morning I was laying on the couch and he was playing with his books and he then crawls over to me, stands up right in front of my face and says "cracker." So I asked him if he wanted a cracker and he gets so excited, laughs and starts saying it over and over again. He knows what he wants I guess and enjoys being able to communicate that with me. Walking still eludes him. I think it will be sometime soon because he is taking quite a few steps but stills uses crawling as his main mode of transportation.