Big Sister, Blueberries, and a Baby in Bloomies

Choobies Gets the Giggles

We were at the table eating dinner, and I asked Raleigh how her Primary class went with her new teacher. She said, "Good - Barbara came in and talked about . . . ."

Choobies said, "Barbara?! Like Barbara-que sauce?!" in her luscious little lisp (lithp). Then she started laughing and laughing at herself, and we laughed with her at her clever little joke.

Then we took tons of pictures of our Choobie-Love making funny jokes and being oh-so-cute:

It didn't end with dinner. Afterwards, she kept on going:

Funny girl!

Here she is, cleaning the bathroom as a "consequence." She loved it so much, she was hoping to get in trouble so that she would have to do it again!

Love you, Choobies!

Our Lil' Pudgie Wudgie

Pardon the pixels . . . just sit back and enjoy our little pudge.

And don't be afraid of her chompers, but beware: our little ankle-biter really does bite!

Potty Poetry

The training of the digestive tract of Kensington-dear

Is all that we've been doing 'round here.

"She's nearly four!" you exclaim, aghast.

Well, she's scared of the toilet. I'm so glad you asked.

But alas, she tried it, on Monday night.

And the spontaneous potty training has been such a delight.

We bought Robin Egg bribes to use for trade

For successful trips to the potty she's made.

The chocolates are dwindling in number. (I stole a few.)

Because she's learning to pee and to poo.

She has stayed mostly dry, once at night and most days,

Let's give our lil' Choobers a

HIP HIP HOORAY!!

Please also enjoy this other poem about Miss Choobers' digestion!

That's What It's All About

Madeline, as she held her baby sister before church on her bed (decorated with beautiful tissue paper flowers she and Raleigh made earlier that morning):

"It's not about the flowers. It's about the relationship and the breeze."

You're right, Madeline!

The Golden Chain

His adoring fans came by the van-load . . .

And braved the 60 degree weather . . .

To witness the record-breaking win . . .

By this champion in the yellow jersey!!!

The competition was tough, and we are proud of you, Dal!

Some of the local guys get together each month for a little bit of competitive exercise. Dallas placed first in this month's duathlon (Run 1.5 miles, Bike 15 miles, Run 1.5 miles) and beat the record with his time: one hour and thirteen minutes. He didn't even get lost this time!

"My dad's awesome!"

In usual Raleigh-style, we held a second duathlon at home later that afternoon with Raleigh and Kensington as the sole competitors. The odds were undeniably in Raleigh's favor (hee hee), especially with the route she conceived: 3 lap run, 8 lap bike, 5 lap run, 1 lap bike, 11 lap run, 4 lap bike, 6 lap run, 5 lap bike, and on and on and on.

Raleigh took the lead . . .

Leaving those with training wheels in the dust.

Choobies geared up on her pink and purple birthday bike with a big tulle bow,

And pedaled close behind. Well, not too close.

She loved the cheering crowd!

Just look at the endurance!

Little cutie! (Notice the bike part she rigged to the front of her handlebars to make herself feel tough for the ride.)

Raleigh takes her laps seriously,

But leads her "Little Sis" in for a big finish. (They ran/biked about 85 laps less than they had planned but still had a great race!)

Here are our first and second place winners! (With their "Candy Chains" just like Daddy's Golden Chain. Love it.)

Madeline was forced by Raleigh to hold up her three fingers because she didn't want to participate but still wanted a Candy Chain. Let's just say she got third. She helped out in the cheering section.

Until next month, Dal . . .

We'll be there to cheer you on . . .

Love you!