Grandpa Guy tries to sell Corwin the shirt he's wearing, and Great-Uncle Mickey stands by to repel mosquitoes.
Corwin gives his latest meal a thumbs-up.
Corwin discusses rocks with Great-Aunt Carol.
Helping unpack.
Corwin at the Microsoft annual picnic: "I have a cooler ride than you do."
Setting up housekeeping.
Corwin took to watermelon surprisingly rapidly and thoroughly.
We didn't have the heart to tell him that no matter how much he chewed on the rind, it still wouldn't sound like a harmonica.
"'Scuse me, miss--could you kindly assist me with mah horse, here?"
Deputy Corwin, on patrol.
"Yes, Corwin, I know it's a petting zoo, but no one told the rabbits that."
"Too...tired...to...pet...goats...must...collapse..."
"Yeah, I know I'm not supposed to sit on the table. But I also know that I'm too cute to get in much trouble for it."
Corwin enjoys the slide in our back yard.
Corwin doing his Richard Simmons impression.
Sizing his prey up...
...and--POUNCE!