Savannah Banana

Just wait you all have been waiting for!  (Well, I think some distant relative might be waiting for it.)  A picture overload of baby Savannah!!

 

Is it just me or do they totally look like sisters here?  Amazing…

 

Savannah is awesome—so good natured and happy—she loves everybody (except that one lady who works at Lenny’s who keeps getting in her face and trying to get her to smile every time we take the kids there for FHE treat—yeah lady, you know who you are—leave the poor baby alone—she’s not gonna smile for you okay?)

BONUS—She sucks her thumb and fingers!  Totally able to self soothe and I never have to look for a binky—love it!!

People pleaser…(again, except for the Lenny’s lady..)

Talented with her tongue

 

Just generally adorable!

With cousin Delphine who is five weeks older than her

I love this baby—more each day—babies are what make me want to have more babies—does that make sense? 

They just feel RIGHT.  God sure knows what He is doing!

July Gettaway #4 Whiting Reunion

  Here’s some pics from the Whiting Reunion—which actually was in August I think.

Yes, Ella has a black eye—she got it the day before we left by trying to wash her hands and falling on the toilet.  At least she was trying to be sanitary.:)

Jack thought Savannah might enjoy a bike ride this way—but she didn’t really at all.  Oh well, the other ones did. 

Hey Asher—come with me, and I will show you the DARK SIDE….

The dark MUD SIDE that is….

Hey—where’d you go?  I was just getting started…

This was the coolest part of the reunion—a homeade merrygo round!  Jack’s dad made it while we were up there.  The kids loved this thing and played on it TONS.

The annual ride up to Green’s Peak to then try and run down a large, steep hill that is full of pot holes and little hills and other things that makes for a very uncomfortable run and leaves you wondering who on earth came up with this tradition….but we do it anyway because, like Tevye, our traditions keep us balanced like that Fiddler on the Roof I guess—I don’t know, the kids think it’s fun. 

Despite my sarcasm, it was a great trip—too short actually.  And then, as I think everyone is aware—school up and started:

Ella even started a little preschool in our neighborhood—here she is with a few cute girls from her class.

Miss Melinda—who Ella says she loves and she will “never stop loving.”  I think this may be in reference to the times when she is angry at various and sundry people in our household and tells them those fatal words, “I don’t love you anymore!”  Melinda, you will never hear those words!