Spagetti, Spelling Bees, and even Easter...

And to continue on trying to catch up the blog, here are a few pics from even further back. After watching Akeelah and the "Bees" the girls decided they wanted have a Spelling Bee. So gram gave them some words and they studied very hard...it was very serious business. But before the actual event, we had a spaghetti dinner at gram and pop's.

Here's T-bone enjoying his meal...as always. The boy can eat like a man!

Truly, fingers are the best utensil for this meal.
The competitors....
Sela listening to her word

Obse got it right...she's so proud

Man, this was so much fun!

T was their biggest fan!

The girls with Hunter...Nana and Papa's baby

T getting his first Easter basket

The girls loot from the Easter bunny!

Ready for Church

Meeting Amah (Jason's mom) for Church

Smiling...as usual!

Unfortunately, her snowman pillow did not survive the washing machine.

Note: we did not switch over to Boston Terriers - we're babysitting

This is "Doot." What T loves to do..."cook" in his sister's room.

Certain he was hilarious scaring daddy with his lion impression!

A Busy Start to the Year!

2008 has started out as an extremely busy year for the Williams. Poor children have hardly even had any pictures taken of them. What are some of the explosively exciting things we have been up to, you might ask?

Donuts anyone? Well, we actually lost money in this marketing scheme, but the girls had fun. Who doesn't want donuts at a community yard sale, that's what I want to know!

The $$$ was in very safe hands with these two watching over it.
Seriously, protecting money is a lot to ask of a 1 1/2 year old...he's absolutely exhausted.

Although she once believed the best way to stop on a bike was to quickly try to pedal backwards, she has now mastered the true art form that bike riding is.
Double Dutch anyone?
The girls just had their school performance. Each class had about 55 seconds to perform. Although Obse (tallest child in the back) was extremely excited to perform with her peeps, she was too shy to perform for a few family members. Sela, however, would gladly perform a solo of her song and what she knew of Obse's in front of the entire neighborhood.

This baby girl was thrilled to be at a small amusement park. She would still be there

if we let her.

Their dad was thrilled with how easy the girls made contact with the ball.

Bring it on!

Waiting in line with 2 of their cousins to drive the go-carts.

We should all breathe a collective sigh of relief that it is still many years until they are 16.

Anyone see anything wrong with this picture?

Mr. Not-so-Sneaky found one of his sister's sleep caps (to keep their braids from fuzzing,etc.) Man, did we think we killed the big one with this. Perhaps mama can't tell I have something that's not mine?

Come'on Mama, you know I'm funny!

Last weekend I completed my first 1/2 marathon thanks to my friend Meghan. My goal was to not come in dead last...which I didn't. Although I was certain I was at death's door, especially after going over and back the Mt. Everest-like bridge, super-runner Meghan turned around (after placing 2nd in her age group) and helped me complete my run!

Don't let me fool you, all 400 of us got a metal.

OH Tobin!

Well, the new year is bringing out quite a change in Tobin. Gone are the days of dependancy. Hello Mr. Man. Goodbye moments of accomplishing anything while Tobin is safe in a pack-n-play. Now, he gets out when he wants. Who knew he was such a big fan of half-full vaseline containers? Well, now we do. Adios feeling of your child being safe in his car seat. You are being replaced with a boy who can (and does) Houdini himself out of the top half, no matter how tight his parents secure it. So long comforting feeling of being able to shut doors. Greetings to a 17 month old who can open them. Child protective door knobs one might think? Nah, he can pull those apart. And now apparently clothes are optional and only to be worn when he feels like keeping them on.

And boy are we pleased with ourselves and our belly!
Goodbye old crib. Remember the sweet days of a bottle? Well, if mama and daddy planned on keeping me in this tiny thing while my legs hung out, then too bad. I showed them that I am now able to climb out in a matter of seconds with out any strain (or fear) at all.
Hello big boy bed. Now guests really have no place to sleep!
I'm so used to tight quarters that I feel the need to self-impose putting baby in the corner.
I gave daddy the scare of his life when he went to check on me. I wasn't on the bed, on the floor, or under the old crib. He even checked the window to make sure no one had come in or gone out! Alas...the last place there was to check was where I was! Can you spot me?
Good times everyone! After waking up to two parents on their hands and knees, I was extremely proud of myself. I thought I was in for a midnight play session.

Christmas and the 60's!

There is so much trouble he could get into right now he just can't contain himself!

With the patience only she has, Nana (AKA Nan to the girls and Nanny to T-Bone) helped the girls create their very first gingerbread house!

Although they were so proud of their edible home and couldn't wait to eat it, they both found that gingerbread houses are sometimes better left to be enjoyed by the eyes only.

Christmas morning was full of fancy frills, crowns, crafts, etc. Santa really out did himself. Thanks, Santy!!! (One of Santa's three names according to Obse).
She will not be outdone by the wrapping.
Not just one, but TWO new nail polishes ladies and gentlemen!
Apparently his water bottle and plastic spoon stocking stuffers didn't go over so well after all!
Nothing quite like wearing new snazzy outfits with high heels after the presents are opened! Thanks Aunt Jo!
We recently survived our 2-day cold spell of a winter. Much to Jason's chagrin, even Newman got covered with a baby blanket.

Apparently these crazies didn't get enough presents at Christmas. They had to have a 60th anniversary 4 days later.
Nothing would make T happier than if daddy would just turn him around and let him push that lawn mower.