A Family Tradition

We've been doing some work in our bedroom lately, and it is a maze of boxes, pillows and random artwork. In the midst of the madness, Marci found a cast-off magazine, and without missing a beat she started shredding it just like Osten used to do!

Seven-oh!

Like I said, I'm way behind on posting pictures. Here's a prime example. We celebrated Gramma Sue's seventieth birthday last month with family portraits in the park followed by dinner and cake and presents at our house. Surrounded by her four grandchildren, she had lots of help opening her presents.

The night's festivities were not without a good dose of silliness . . .

I think this one is my favorite shot of the night!

Like I said earlier, there was a good bit of silliness. Osten just may have had the best time of all, goofing with his Uncle John and staying up WAY past his bedtime!

Zen and the Art of Sharing

Is there really any need for a description of this shot? (In my own defense, I will note that the shirt removal and the tie-and-pajama-bottom ensemble were not my idea!)

Ah, serenity now. Although the art of sharing remains an ongoing struggle. I guess it's a slowly acquired art . . .

Story Time

Once upon a time, there was a bed, some books and two little children, and life was fun and games.

Except for sometimes, when it is more games than fun.

And then the game ends, as all games do with a sole victor. And when victory is yours, life is mostly fun again. Except your pajamas have inexplicably disappeared and it looks like you've also lost your diaper in your quest to be queen when really it is just hiding behind a strategically placed book. And how's that for happily ever after!

The End

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall . . .

Look who's discovered herself in the mirror!

Her reflection was almost as interesting as her wand.

And wands are tough competition!

Meanwhile, Osten couldn't be bothered to stand still much less pose for the camera. A little fireman's work is never done!

Luck o' the Irish

We had a fabulous St. Patrick's Day celebration this year. We opted to make green pancakes and watch the parade at home in our PJs or thereabouts!

Osten, who has never met a costume he didn't like, was quite the little Leprechaun!

Gramma Sue was waiting with green beads and cupcakes when we got up at 6:30, and the kids munched on them while Daddy was cooking the pancakes.

Even Wrigley doned her green this year!

Luck o' the Irish (Behind the Scenes)

Here's the sous chef hard at work on the green pancake batter . . .

. . . while Marci looks on with a discerning eye. Something tells me that it won't be long before we have two little helpers in the kitchen!

Here's a sampling of the morning's fare.

And here's a shot of our leftovers. It's gonna be green pancakes for breakfast for the rest of the week!