Happy Memorial Day.  

Mitchy is growing up.  

No such dilemma here.

To eat, or not to eat: that is the question. 

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With a pure heart and a humble voice

Inge got the praying bug while riding around in the stroller tonight, and prayed (extemporaneously and aloud) for absolutely everything and everyone she could think of. During this process she created a phrase that seemed to her to be just the thing, and which subsequently got used a whole lot, and with a great deal of expression.

A few excerpts:

And we gladly praise you for farms. And for roosters.

And we gladly praise you for birthdays, and for all sorts of cakes.

And we gladly praise you for handsome guys, like mine (here she acknowledged Lewis with an arm around his shoulder), and like Mommy's husband.

"And Elisha saw it, and he cried, My father, my father, the chariot of Israel, and the horsemen thereof. And he saw him no more: and he took hold of his own clothes, and rent them in two pieces." 

Yes, this is the same boy. And yes, he is splashing.  

A demure petunia.  

A little problem with the hose. Lewis got wet. Please note: we did not force him to get into the pool. He went of his own accord. Inge was making him quite nervous with the hose though. Then it got caught behind his back. What you see is Inge regaining control of the hose by reaching around behind Lewis. A great wailing uprose for some minutes following.  

Inge tree climbing. This is actually from Saturday. Just didn't post it yesterday.  

She's holding forth about something. I don't know what. Notice the pretty new blue sandals.  

Funny things happen when you try to get a child to pose 3/4 profile. :) 

This is a little petunia if I ever saw one.  

S'mitch getting lotion on her face. She likes it and its good for the baby-acne (mostly gone now). 

Louie in the tube. So I did put in back into it and made him pose. Still, you ought to be impressed-- it's not easy to get him to look up. 

Swinging at the park. 

Please note: playing in the dirt reveals something about how Inge wipes her nose. UP. 

Fun with dirt. 

Inge making S'mitch smile. Which in turn makes all of us smile. Happy Lord's Day, Everyone. 

Here's a better picture of Inge pouring. Just cleaned it up a bit with GIMP. 

She looks pretty happy. That is, pretty and happy. 

Here's another picture from a few days ago. Apparently Hello doesn't like my exported tif files. So here's a lower quality image. Michelle has just recognized herself in the mirror when I took this picture.  

Inge and Lewis were playing "tea party" the day before yesterday. They both enjoyed it immensely, as you can see. 

testing 

Testing 

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technical propblems...

Real cooperation

The kids wanted candy. This happens a lot. Just so happens, this time they wanted candy after lunch, which is an approved time for candy; so I told them that when Lewis's food was all, all gone, they could have their heart's desire. Or at least a piece of it. Now get this: when I left the dining room, Lewis had about six bites of chicken remaining on his plate. When I came back, about 60 seconds later there were none...but, boy, Lewis's cheek was a sight to behold.

Homonyms, First Acquaintance with

Conversation:

Daddy: You got my genes, Inge.
Inge, much distressed and fingering her attire: Nooo, Daddy, Nooo, I didn't get your jeans. These are too small for you, Daddy!

Here's a daincin' Inge. I thought this was pretty classic. A real action shot-- the blurring is intentional.