My Tommy's back. Turns out his coughing all night and resulting lack of sleep was to blame for the constant screaming and exasperating emotional outbreaks he's been dealing us for the last few weeks. The sheer VOLUME of his VOICE. No one in this house has any fine hair left in their ears. Have you ever heard a fire truck siren go off a few inches from your head? Ah well, I wouldn't trade him or his record breaking decibel capacity for anything. I just wish I could say the same for the folks we'll be sharing an airplane with for 6 hours next week!

Oh Lesa. You were the best Christmas present I will receive this month. Thank-you for the best weekend I've had in 42 years. I'm still giggling at our antics and basking in your glow. Your enormous personality, wit, intelligence and those warm and generous exotic green eyes that I still can't get used to (after almost 19 years) have left me feeling both awestruck and full.
The photos Lesa took in our kitchen are better than anything I have EVER posted on this blog!
I love you so much I'm actually bloggin!

Blogs to come everyone...thanks for your patience (yeah right, like some of you haven't sworn never to check my blog again!) busy busy busy...presents, packing, and pooped out with 3 kids who don't put their needs aside for ours :) :)

Wouldya look at him? He's our beautiful nephew! James Kennedy. Now all that's left is to find ways to distract these proud new parents when we meet in a month so that we can smother him too! Those first babies can be especially hard to share-but I wouldn't blame them for a second-oh that face-what a sweet, perfectly divine BLESSING!

Hands free! My favorite fashion accessory. This $75 investment feels like a big comfy hug for (hopefully) both Simon and I and has served us well these last 3 months. Highly recommend for moms and dads of high maintenace toddlers who need to rock their fussy baby to sleep and pour a cup of juice and unload the dishwasher so people have something to eat off of and...the list goes on 'n on 'n on 'n ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN. Who me? Complain?

The girls were at it again this past weekend. This time it was all about the food coloring and getting as far away from the loud little blonde guy as possible.

Aunt-icipation!
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good morning happy babe!

Soaking up the November sun at the park yesterday.

Steve toting Simon around saying "isn't he cute, look at him, look how cute he is" over and over again the way he always does.

Underage Hair dying, A couple of Oddballs clumping around in their Dad's shoes, Em's Baboon Bums and Joyful Chorus, Spending the better part of a day rearranging some pegs...

Happy Dress-up and Trick or Treat in the mall day!

JUST as I finished typing the comment on Tom's p.j.s below, Steve channel surfed to the most poorly animated show of all time and I took these photos to share the moment with you. Spider-man is never on! It's a sign! That I need a life!

Another Power Update of Joy:
This Jostens moment brought to you by the Sweetest Grade 2-er I know.

Tommy does whatever a Spider can.

Holding Simon is a wonderful feeling.

I don't know what's up with that last pic.

All I can say is run for the hills if you see these two at your doorstep this halloween!

Simon is thinking about how ridiculous Tommy looks and wondering when he'll ever get his act together.

Emmy's Pics

It's so funny when they learn how to smile on command.

"Say cheese you little muffin-man!"