The Birthday Boy

We planned our vacation during Jonah's fifth birthday. Here are a few pictures of the birthday boy:







And a few of our Little Miss Lydie:


Mike and I were on the vacation too! :)

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Disney World

September is a great time to visit Disney. We had a wonderful, fun-filled day without waiting in lines! Here are a few highlights:

1. Jonah stood and watched Splash Mountain for 20 minutes, trying to decide if he wanted to ride. This was a new experience for us, i.e., Jonah with a fear. He thought there were monsters that would come from the water.


2. Lydia persuaded Pop and Grammy to buy her a Pooh Bear. She's never been a stuffed animal lover but she's sleeping with her Pooh Bear as I write.


3. Jonah decided that Peter Pan and Buzz Lightyear rides were too scary too. Amazingly, he said he wanted to ride Space Mountain. He rode it-- and rode it again-- and rode it again-- and rode it again. He rode it six times!! He was on his way to number seven when a different employee decided that he wasn't the 44 inches that were required to ride.

Here are a few other favorites:

Guess who turned five today?

Cousins

All the Ways Lydia is Displaying her "Twoness:"

1. She wants to "choose" everything to a degree we never thought possible-- shirts, pants, shoes, cups, cheese sticks, blankets, toys, crayons, socks, underwear, cereal, snacks, pajamas, etc.

2. She's learned that "time out" is not a fun place to be.

3. She wants to do everything "elf," i.e., by herself-- getting water from the fridge door, putting on her clothes, wiping her bottom, carrying her clean clothes up the stairs, putting laundry in the washer, etc.

4. She's developing her feisty spirit. I heard myself say, "Lydia, quit jumping off the couch onto Jonah; you're going to hurt him."

5. Her verbal language is drastically improving. When Mike says that she's "Daddy's girl," she always says with a smirk on her face, "No, Mommy's girl." Tonight, at the end of a long day, Mike said, "You're Daddy's ragamuffin," to which she cleverly responded "No, Mommy's muffin."

What would I do without her?!!!!