Ruthann's Baptism

We realized that Ruthann had been baptized a year ago on the 20th. It's also her great-grandfather's birthday. We thought that this meant that we needed a party. What does any party need? Pulled pork, coleslaw, and ice cream sandwiches! This is how Ruthann eats an ice cream sandwich. Let me also say that I can think on no other meal that she has ever eaten where there we no crumbs left over at the end.

Where's Thomas's ice cream sandwich you may ask. Thomas thought that the best part of ice cream sandwiches was that if you hold it in your hand it will melt, onto the carpet. If we broke off a piece of it and put it in his mouth he screamed. This resulted in his ice cream sandwich being taken away if he wasn't going to eat it. Who ate it then? Ruthann did. It was a double dose of joy.

If you're taking pictures of Thomas...

He's going to want pictures of Gilgamesh.

Dada get camera

Dada take pictures of Beowulf!

Jenny and Ruthann

Note the black eye, someone opened the door of the play kitchen into her face.

Thomas no sleep in bed

Can you believe that we make him try to sleep in a bed?

Take Pictures Thomas Bear

I got out the camera and I heard an small very insistent voice, "Take pictures, Thomas, bear."

This is it.

Fireworks

Ruthann is Hiding

So out of the kindness and generosity of my dear, lovable wife's heart we've upgraded cameras to a DSLR and even got image software. Expect more high quality pictures in this space more often and e-mail me or Jenny if you want a higher quality file so that you can make a print at Costco or somewhere else. I shrink the images way down for posting on the blog.

Talking to Grandma

Hanging with Jimbles

Ruthann and Mugsy