The Brain and the Brawn

THE BRAIN

Ethan holds up a drawing, which he explains to me is a Ferris Wheel powered by a large battery. Where does he get his ideas?

Ethan to Gogee on the phone: Gogee, do you realize that I am making my own binoclears?

This morning Ethan was painting. I looked at his picture, which was a mix of pasted seeds and colors and asked him what it was a picture of. He answered, "It's not a picture of anything. It's just art."

THE BRAWN

We have decided Mr. Preshy is the "brawn" because he is a little more laid back than any of my other kids (and Moms of hyper babies like to think that they are just hyper because they are so intelligent), more chunky, and very tough. He hardly cries when he gets hurt. Here he is showing off his muscles for us. Notice the second and third pictures especially - drop and give me ten!

The 20 Peso Park

This last Sunday we all agreed we needed to get out of the house, so we packed up on a whim and went to the "20 Peso Park". This is the same park we took Suz, Jeff and Adrianne to when Noah was a baby. It was a fun day. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.
Exhausted but he absolutely refused to sleep.
Two of my three Cancers!
Beautiful girls.