1st Day of School

Well, Jeana just went back to pre-school (sorry, no photos of that, both cameras are busted) today. I think George was more nervous about it than she was, but everything went pretty smoothly. She (& Daddy) rode the bus for the first time! When can I sign Paige up for pre-school? I wonder if that would mellow her out - Jeana's teachers always said how sweet and helpful she was at school. Maybe Paige's teachers will go on about how calm and gentle she is :)

AnnaLaura just had her 5th birthday! I can't believe it! How quickly they grow. We had a great time at her Pirate Party!
My Grandpa just turned 88 (or 2 snowmen, as he tells me)! My mom made dinner for the occasion and my Anut Barb took this great picture. I'm not sure how we got Paige to stop moving, but I just miracles DO happen!

My sister, Carrie posted this photo and more on her blog
For more family pictures, check out Carrie's Blog: Wooly Thinking -- I hope she doesn't mind that I stole this one from hers:)

More Funny Fotos!

I just can't get enough of this program (Funhouse)! Here's my dad as a mad scientist, and George as a mobster. A little early for Halloween, but I thought it was cute!

Funny Fotos

Some Jeana Photos

Help me Nanny 911!

Well, it's all my mother's fault; she always wanted me to have a child just like me so I'd know what she had gone through. The curse is now complete. Jeana has an unending sass-mouth and Paige simply terrorizes the whole family (including our dogs, Delaney and Suzie). I thought I was having a tough time with Jeana, but then Paige came along, and now I know I had it easy. Paige, not quite 2, has been practicing for the "terrible 2's" since she turned 1 - she's very good at it. In this way, she's practically a prodigy.
Do all 2-year-olds kick, bite, pinch, hit, scream, throw food/tantrums/toys. These, though, I guess I expected. The worst is the bedtime battle. She doesn't throw fits about it, she just will not stay in her bed! I have to sit in a chair outside her bedroom door for about an hour every night. She comes out, I put her back. She comes out, I put her back. Over and over again. She doesn't cry; doesn't ask for anything, she just keeps on comin'. Help me Nanny 911!