Three months old

Hard to believe it's been three months!
 
I celebrated by rolling over. Three times. I'm a great big boy!

Seriously?

How is this better than the last get-up?
 
I have no further comment.

John's baptism

Wow. What's with the outfit?
 
No, seriously. What's up with this? And this hat?
 
Oh... time to get holy. Very well. But don't expect me to be happy about it. See? The sisters are on my side, too.
 
Karen and JC look awfully happy for people who have just agreed to assist my parents with my moral upbringing. I plan to be a little hellion.
 
And what's this? Milk??

Where's my German food?

Big couch, redux

I knew it was too good to be true.
 

Big couch

Ahhh... all alone on a great big couch.
 

John's first fire

John had his first ever bonfire at Aunt Patti's last weekend. He was dressed appropriately, and clearly, he's enjoying it.
 
Either that or Claire is singing him a nice song. But we're going with fire.

Sous chefs

We enjoy helping in the kitchen. Yesterday we made pudding with our Mama. Fortunately for the sake of pudding, when she came home from work we were already stripped to our diapers and ready for anything.

 
 
 
 
We laugh at her feeble attempts to confine our mess. Newspaper? Be real.

Maroons

We took the bus (yay!) to campus last week to brush up on our epidemiology.
 
Fascinating!
 
We used our new knowledge to edit a few papers for our Mama. Lucky for us her officemate is in clinic on Mondays!
 

Apple apple A A A

We made our annual trip to the apple orchard last weekend. It was a perfect day for apple picking, and we timed it well-- it started to rain just as we were getting back in the car.

This year, we really got the hang of picking apples, and we went straight to girl-sized trees.
 
 
Our Mama and Da wanted some apples from some of the bigger trees.
 
Fortunately, our Da was willing to help us pick.
 
Besides picking, we were responsible for bagging all the apples.

We hitched a ride back up the hill with the farmer-- we loved the wagon ride.

Even John got in on the action.

And, of course, we ended our trip with our favorite part of apples: eating!

Star blankets

Our Mama keeps talking about things we did when we were John's age, like play on our star blankets.
 
 
Unlike John, who has grown into and out of the star snapsuits already, we wore them for months.

We've definitely outgrown snapsuits now, but we still love our star blankets!
 
For the record, we do not as a rule share our star blanks. But our Mama caught us in a good enough mood to take a cute picture.
 

Tea party

We got this tea set from Grandma (or Aunt Karen... we don't remember), and it has become a favorite way to have our snack.
 
Sometimes, though, what starts as a casual tea with our sister turns into a more complicated party.
 
Soon, it outgrows the table and becomes a picnic, complete with picnic blanket and bibs.
 
And before you know it there are dogs, monkeys, babies, bikes and girls.
 
John wanted to come, but he just gets milk.

Village Creamery

Our Grandpa let us in on a little secret when we were visiting last week. It was ice cream!
 
 
 
 
We made what we feel to be an extremely impressive mess with a single strawberry ice cream cone.


Thanks, Grandpa!

We'll have to do it again soon!