Dentist- getting clean

And now we're four

Here's a little math puzzle for you...we now have twice the amount of kids, which means twice the amount of photos, but half the amount of time. If you are on a moving train and juggling three frisbees, how many blog-posts/emails/photo galleries does that make?

The answer is below. I have no idea when the last round of pics went out or up or whatever, so I'm just starting with a passel of recent ones. Needless to say, it's been a whirlwind of joy and exhaustion, and our families and friends have been the hangliders keeping us swirling over those sweet little eyes of the storm.

 Harldur got tired of waiting to visit Grammy and Grandpa Ray, so flew himself up to Portland

 Hugo's six-shooter is just out of frame...

 Grammy reads a book for the 7th time to Harldur about his favorite superhero: Ivy Johnson. 

Corn!

Harldur is the hardest working gardener in show biz.

 Squoosh.

 

Harldur tries out his new galoshes.

 

 

Want it! Want it!

 

 We found this baby wandering around in the wilderness, anyone recognize him?

 Mud!

 He was one of the original members of Oasis

 I farted! Jokes on you!

 Ever get the feeling you've been cheated?

 Eee!!!

Reading with Gaga....

Mystery solved

Now we know why nobody has been able to sleep at our house the last few days: little H rolled all the way over today and big H peed in the potty. (Y


es, this is a thinly disguised brag-fest...)

Sleepyhead

H's first sentences

H's first sentences that we could understand happened this week. One, a command, and the other, a recognition of greatness:
'Make a ball!'
'Ivy plays trumpet.'

Your first hiccups

You had your first hiccups last night! Sweet little pulses!
And... Here's a picture of your brother in the bath. Thanks to Tom and Beth for the cute light up ducks.


Sorry the photo is a bit blurry. You're brother moves fast and I move fast to get out of the way of his splashes.

So glad you're here

We are so glad Brister's presence is being made known at our house! Big wake you up in the middle of the night kicks, and an excited brother. What more could a fetus and excited/expectant family want!?