Haley Learning to Drive

Welcome Home Grandpa

On Monday September 22, Orval Gillen went home to his Father in Heaven. Funeral services will be held Thursday. John's Grandpa was a good man. I remember his jokes, his good cooking, and his ability to fix anything. While living in Pennsylvania, we were fortunate to have Grandpa visit for a few days and help us with our home renovations.

We will miss you but we know we will see you again. Give our love to Grandma.

DON'T WALK

So...my 10 month old has decided she needs to keep up with her brother. In order for her to do this, she needs to learn how to walk. Today she took her first step. This all started a few days ago when she learned to stand, in the middle of the room, with no support. The key to this ability is she must be holding something in each hand. I'm not sure if these "items" are used for balance, or simply security. Maybe they will be used as projectiles later if her brother gets out of hand. Anyway, Haley has decided I don't have enought to worry about so let's add walking baby to the mix. I thought I'd have a few more months before starting my exercise program of toddler chasing. Hooray for my smart little girl!!!

Mason and Sanga have taken to "critter" chasing. Sanga enjoys the squirrels that live in our trees and Mason likes the frogs and lizards that run into the bushes as you walk by. As long as they stay outside, I encourage all critter chasing. Mason just needs to learn to stay away from the ant hills.

Hooray for Internet!!!

We finally have Internet and TV again. It has been almost two weeks and we were starting to go nuts. Oh the joy of moving!!! I'm sorry if we haven't responded to e-mails, we will get to them shortly. Florida is beautiful and we are adjusting quickly. Mason loves having a backyard to run wild in. He also enjoys dragging the dog around by her leash (I have hidden the leash.) Haley likes all the new spaces to explore and new surfaces to climb on. While John's mom was here we were able to drive to the beach. We had fun looking for shells and watching the surfers crash in the waves. I think we may become beach bums.