Our first year in Atlanta was . . . . pretty challenging. Despite the many illness, one ER trip, housing frustrations, job struggles (for me, not Matthew!), commute annoyances, traffic headaches, utility companies run by the devil . . . . Well, that first year was a lesson in patience, perseverance, and helped us develop our inner sense of calm. We survived it by focusing on the high points -- like introducing Malcolm to swimming, watching him try to feed himself, his efforts at helping us unpack, and most especially his developing sense of humor. You can tell from these pictures that he loves to laugh, and will get into just about any mischief in the hopes of making us smile.
