"What's that noisy?"

Max, drinking his chocolate (soy) milk.  Afterward he says, "You, Mama.  You, Mama.  You, Mama."  (He continues to repeat this until I take it from him.  For some reason, it's much more satisfying to hand every item he is not currently using to me instead of setting it down!

Gabe's finished cell.  Now, can he remember what the organelles do?

Joe was in a patriotic program at school yesterday.  He said he didn't have to wear a costume ... He just stood up there and sang songs.

Gabe and I are going to start a "heritage project."  We are going to try to make a family tree and do interviews of all the members of the grandparent/great grandparent generation.  So, watch out everyone ...  We are going to be calling to ask for a visit!!

Max soooo looks forward to when Daddy comes home, and already seems to have a mental list of things he wants Daddy to do by the time he gets here each day!

Brian bought a new car yesterday!  This is a 2009 Subaru STI (or something).  Nice ride ...

His picture of it is nicer ...

Here's Max, asking me, "What's that noisy?" (which he always says instead of "noise.")  You can also see that he is well-trained to answer "I lub you too," and to say he's my baby!