His One True Love
Let’s Go Fly A Kite
They Really Are Sweet
Look Out World . . .
. . . I’m accessorizing!
Miller is proudly showing off her first barrette/bow! I “fixed” the color in the last one to get a true white on her shirt- it made her skin kind of blotchy, but if you click on the picture to enlarge, you can see how red her hair is getting.
And here she is doing her impersonation of her Whoozit (the toy hanging on the car seat).
We Miss Uncle Bruce!!
We had a rare treat this weekend. Phil’s Uncle Bruce was in town for the day and he and Phil’s grandparents had dinner with us Saturday night. Here are some photo highlights as well as video of the boys wrestling. Papa attempted to get in on the action a little by trying to tickle Wilson, but he settled for singing Jesus Loves Me to him later while Nanny accompanied him on the piano. (Unfortunately you can’t see Wilson because he was still wound up from the wrestling and is rolling around on the floor and the microphone on my camera only picked up on the end of the song, the rest was over shadowed by Bruce’s riveting discussion of vertebrae . . .)
Easter Egg Hunt
Everyone Else Is
What’s Wilson Been Up To?
Wildlife Update
Well, we all should have know it wouldn’t end with the deer scampering into the woods or the squirrel high tailing out my back door. The latest installment is a robin who is obviously suffering from some sort of mental illness. Have you ever heard that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting a different outcome? I submit the following as back up for this statement.
This bird has discovered the window in our bathroom and for the past 4 days has repeatedly thrown himself at the glass ALL DAY LONG! You can imagine the fun this is for Jack. Fortunately we intend to remove the wallpaper in the bathroom- he has begun the scoring process on that wall as he makes vertical leaps towards the window in an attempt to catch the bird. Our only reprieve is a squirrel and a flock of wrens. The squirrel periodically naps in the holly tree outside the window and keeps the robin away and the wrens come to snack on the berries still growing there and apparently are some sort of threat to the red breasted one.
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Jack is apparently suffering from the even greater lack of attention he’s receiving due to our newest addition. His latest tactic in trying to get our love is to steal our children’s beds.
Jack, busted, hanging out in Miller’s playplace
Now, he’s been found in Wilson’s sleeping bag with Lion, Rocko, and Silky Soft
(the white fuzzy thing at the bottom of the photo is HIS BED!!)