Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Happy Halloween

Well, my third Halloween is in the books. This year I was little red riding hood.


Dad said I looked like something from The Village, but I told him I am not from the village, I am from mommy's belly.

Daddy was going to dress up as the big bad wolf, but that was too scary so he decided to be the hero hunter who kills the wolf.


It was so much fun. While trick or treating, Daddy scared away a dog that was coming after me with the wolf's head. What fun.


After a long, tiring day of begging for candy and developing an instinct for entitlement, mommy and daddy taught me about the evils of streetwalkers. I am at a stage now where every other word out of my mouth is "why?". When I asked why a girl was dressed as a streetwalker, daddy told me she was bad and I would learn more about her when I get older. Why does it seem like every explanation has to wait until I am older?

My final thought for the day is: what does spiderman really do?

Our New Home

These pictures show the progress of our new house. We are about 2 months from completion.





Tuesday, October 30, 2007

What the Devil?

This is treason. I was the only child and then my parents bring home this. They even spend the time to come up with some fancy announcement. I'll show them an announcement.

NOW HEAR THIS . . . I am child number one. Not to be replaced. Remember how you told me I was your favorite little girl. What are you going to tell her . . . you are my favorite second little girl? These photos should remind you of who I am.

Look, I can be cute.





First Post

This is our first post. We tried other modalities to keep family apprised of our lives and the growth of our children, but they were too complicated or uninspiring. Therefore, we are joining the ranks of assimilators to Google-world.

There is a lot to report, but it will be in phases. Thank you to those who visit this site and I hope to keep you entertained at least once a week.
The photo below is Eliza James, born October 8, 2007. She was a heffer, as described by my brother Anthony, weighing in at 8 lbs. 14 oz.