Diaper Model

One afternoon while changing Ben out of the clothes he spit up all over I decided that a baby photo shoot would be a good idea. He seemed to like having his picture taken over and over again, with just his diaper on. Is this a prediction of what his future career might be: an underwear model? If so, he better get off the couch and start doing some sit ups.

Couch Potato Baby

Okay, couch potato husbands are one thing, but a couch potato baby? Who took this picture? Who would set Ben up for a lifetime of hanging out and watching the tube? Oh well, I guess Sunday afternoon football is permissible. And the Baby Einstein movies are okay. And family movie night. And Sesame Street.

Maybe he does need to learn early after all. Big sister Hannah already knows how to work the vcr-dvd player so she can watch Little People, which is more than we can say about several of their grandparents.

Sunday Bread

Every Sunday after church lets out, Hannah gets to decide which loaf of bread to take home. Someone at our church works at a local grocery store and brings in all of Saturday's leftover bread for the congregation to take home. Hannah loves running to the table and deciding, but usually the chosen loaf is the one closest to her reach. Most of the time, we end up with a cheddar cheese broccoli bread; but other combinations occasionally make it home.

We normally have the bread at lunch or dinner, but this time Hannah decided that she couldn't wait and dug right in... literally. Even though she ruined the loaf, it was too cute to get upset. Gotta love kids.

Hannah's Kennywood Adventure

On Hannah's second trip to Kennywood Amusement park in Pittsburgh, PA she found that the Kiddie Land rides fit her better this year, or maybe she fit better? Aunt Juls and Uncle Tim came along for the fun and enjoyed a morning of rides, food, and more rides.



If you ask Hannah what her favorite ride at Kennywood is she'll probably say "helicopters", but the motorcycles came in at a close second place. She rode both of them at least five times each; but the biggest news is the ride she rode only once - The Jack Rabbit.

Yes, she stood on the platform and the height confirmation bar swung around and whacked her in the head - signifying that she was officially tall enough to safely experience her first big girl ride. What they're really testing is how tough you are: if getting whacked by the bar makes you cry, you probably can't handle the double dip. You used to just stand next to Jeeters and measure up. They had to let him go because he wasn't rough enough with the prospective riders?

Anyway, she handled the beating and the ride quite well. She curled up and held her Daddy tightly going up the hills and around the bends, but put her hands up down each of the hills; and when we got off there was a big smile on her face. She later described the experience as both scary and fun; we always knew she would be a thrill seeker.