Monday, June 18, 2007

Oh, those Josties.

Those babies are wonderful in so many ways! After spending hours at a water park, lunch in a cafeteria, the afternoon at a zoo with 90+ degree weather, and then a "quick" trip to south Saint Paul for delicious picnic with another family of two, I was thoroughly worn out and fell asleep at 10:30 p.m.

Wherz my cheetos, fool??!

The Josts stayed at Catherine's Stines house with me, and Leah, like a little tape recorder, reminded that i "look pretty all the time." Wonderful! Perfectly trained, Liz!

Also, I said that Ben was a little needy and Aaron and Liz both screamed "he's one year old!" Like, duh, I know. He NEEDS. He's a BAAAY-BEEE. I get it.

Ben ignores hot dog chunks.

4 comments:

Aaron said...

DOOOOD, so envious that you got to hang wit' da beh-buhs. I miss you guys! And Leah and Ben. And I guess Liz and Aaron... and Dave and Jess... and moms and pops...

nydampress said...

Yeah, I second Aaron. Just call me Ponyboy. Get it? Outsider. ba-dum-ching!

Lyz said...

And, as Ruth clarified to me, we didn't scream. We yelped.

Ben mostly needs words. He sounds pretty much exactly like Curious George right now, and while that's cute and all, the monkey shrieks are getting a little irritating!

Aaron said...

Wasn't Leah already giving dissertations on Proust by now? Seriously Ben, step up your game!