Catch up...

We've been very busy getting nothing accomplished. Last Saturday was the Xenia Fish Fry, which is one of two times a year all the Moores get together. This year was kind of a bust, because everyone was either working or sick. The fish wasn't great either. Bummer. The next Sunday the girls got together in Flora to celebrate Mom and Helen's birthdays, which were Monday. We decided next year, only girls above the age of 21 were allowed. Between Lucy messing her pants, Maddie screaming at everything, and Will being covered in snot, there was a little too much mothering involved for a truly relaxing girls' dinner. : ) The following pictures were taken at the girls' night. They may have been a handful, but they are cute!

Shake it, girls!

Rah-rah bouncing Maddie on the jumper. Mads is currently shouting 'rah-rah' over and over as I go through these pictures. She loves her auntie!

Playing some video games on the couch.

This coming Saturday is Steve's 30th birthday. I'm not sure what we will do to celebrate, but I am sure there will be college football involved. FSU plays Saturday morning....GO 'NOLES! Then we all have a nice three day weekend to rest up for next week.

Baby #2 is causing me to rapidly expand. Maddie is obsessed with my belly, but mostly for hitting and jumping on. We are trying to teach her that is where the baby is, but she is not getting it. She will say 'baby' and then hit me. Steve doesn't blame her; it sounds like a watermelon.

Maddie is quickly becoming a daddy's girl, which is just fine for all of us. Here she is using him as a dance floor. I think he was dying because she feels heavier every day.

Steve is a pretty good juggler. He was showing off for Maddie, but she wasn't impressed. She picked up two blocks and started waving her hands up and down. She was pretty sure she was doing just as good of a job.

This is a picture for the Foxes. If this doesn't look like Steve, I don't know what does. She had just gotten up and was sitting in her chair watching Yo, Gabba, Gabba. Totally zoned out....just like Dad.