Since Hannah is seven months old today (Oct 12th for posting purposes but really Dec 8th) then I am posting TONS of Hanny pics! She is simply gorgeous and everyone comments on how much she looks like Allen. I am sure they will both take offense as the years go by. We couldn't have a cuter, sassier and happier baby. She just glows!

Katy was at school for these photo shoots but Allen had fun helping out with his Hanny. He never calls her anything else, just Hanny. It's too adorable. He would walk over hot coals for her. He would turn down chocolate for her. He would almost say no to a ride in a fire truck for her. We all have our limits, ya know.


I complain about laundry quite a bit. Here is an illustration of the all-consuming, life-sucking force that tries to take over my life.And I'm not talking about Jaxson the cat perched on our purple Kathy Gore blankey. She's going to be ticked when she sees him on it, though. Laundry is the bane of my existence. Even after it's all sorted, checked, washed, dried and folded, someone needs to put it away. Makes me almost want to have octuplets just so someone else will come in once a week and do my laundry.

Allen played on the computer one day. This is the not-so-helpful result. Scary, huh? I had to actually flip the monitor upside down for a while to work.

One very full and busy day we tackled a visit to Mom's house with bike riding, a trip to the park for Play Group and pumpkin carving, more fun at Mom's and then a trip to the Bounce. Maggie came along for some of our good times, and we LOVE having her. Katy never disagrees with Maggie, which is something I can't say for anyone else she knows. Mom came to the park and kept our Hannah Banana safe from harm. I had my hands full just keeping Allen from breaking something, either on himself or on the park.

I guess this speaks for itself. Oh, how Allen loves his monster costume. Since it's blue and has googly eyes he insists it's Cookie Monster. Tis the season for dress-up.

Also, tis apparently the season for black skulls with smoke coming out the eyes. Allen loved it! We were shopping at Half Priced Books and he wouldn't come away from the "skelton." He would say, "Wanna touch it." What a brave boy! Again, Katy was at school.

Allen hasn't met a motorcycle that he doesn't like.

Katy's dance class encouraged her to bring a friend one day. Maggie came along and they had a fabulous time. Kalan is already in regular attendance and Sage lives too far away, so we just had Maggie. The actual dancing was so fun to watch but after class let out, the ladies were brave enough to return to the class room and try out their moves. Allen even join in and peeked over at some older ladies who were strutting their stuff. They may have been eight years old, but he was undaunted. When you're the complete package like that little man, what's to fear?

After a tiring work-out, Wendy's sounds pretty good!

I am not creative to come up with this on my own, but one of my favorite blogs to stalk shared this idea for a movie night treat. Blue jello with one eye ball in it to represent "Bob" from Monsters Versus Aliens. How cool is that? I'm good, right? Wrong. Apparently it tasted disgusting and Mom, Peter, Katy and even Allen wouldn't eat it. What a waste. They loved the movie, though. Katy's favorite character was Ginormica and Allen loved the roach...of course.

Our Wal-mart is remodeling into a super. Woe unto me. Until then, Allen loves watching the diggers and cranes at work. And Hanny loves watching me...or Mom, who is more often pushing Hanny's cart.

Guess that's it till Halloween!