For New Years Day 2004, we went to the Friendship Trailbridge, an old car bridge converted into giant bike path.

Trevor and I ran to the top and waited for Mommy to catch up.  That's her below.

That weekend, we drove down to Fort Lauderdale to visit...

In Horacio's backyard...

Trevor stands in an unstable bounce house with nothing more than a finger to hold onto...

Here is Trevor sending a picture of himself to you using Horacio's cell-phone camera...