Happy Valentine's Day (or the Candy Post!)-Henry.

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone. We celebrated in true turner fashion and mostly skipped it, but did make it a point to go to the store and buy some half off candy today!

Here's the valentine's day card I made. Mama did the cutting and I did the gluing. I was very pleased she thought of something appropriate and not too mushy.

Despite the many offers, June decided to spend Valentine's day solo and in the buff. Eat your hearts out. She is looking rather svelte these days. Mama says she thinks we've both grown a few inches since Christmas.

Anyway, we want the rash under her armpit to air out and clear up before she makes any serious commitments.

Look at those ig cheeks. Those aren't slimming ot any time soon.

We celebrated Abraham Lincoln's 200th birthday in the grandest fashion. Out to eat at a Mexican restaurant and then more candy. I got to eat this great Abe sucker (thanks, Aunt Molly!).

We heart this sucker almost as much as we liked all the PBS Lincoln specials that have been on this week!

... even though one of the specials pretty much extolled the virtues of John Wilkes Booth (only in the South).

Mama and papa were pretty grossed out by the fallout from my black sucker.

But now I know how I would look with a 'stache and an awesome goatee.

Finally, we got to the big day and mama surprised me by actually getting me a full price box of monster truck candy. I even got to eat all of the pieces, but only ate 3, as I didn't care for the stawberry creme filled chocolate.

Mister Paul and Miss Susan came over and cooked a whole turkey with us. We had all the fixings for a great Thanksgiving dinner. Even homemade mashed potatoes from scratch and cranberry jello salad. And Miss Susan stepped up to take papa's taste as the official turkey leg eater for the night.

Today, Juner really turned on the cute and spent a lot of time playing with her dolls. some of her current favorites are the two June Little Einstein dolls. She really turned it up when she started giving the dolls kisses.

The second saddest day of our life- Henry.

Mama told us some devastating new yesterday- Brett Favre is retiring. It hurt, but not as bad as when he retired last year.So to honor him, we all broke out our Packer gear today (we'll never count him as a Jet). June was so upset about it all, she couldn't even smile for the picture.

I was so upset that I almost had to come home from school today with a sore throat. Luckily, by the time mama got there, they determined I didn't have a fever. Turns out a glass of water and a tic tac was all I needed and I headed back to class for the Valentine's day party!

Here's my Valentine that I made for all my classmates. It's a car, if you couldn't figure it out. I love gluing and mama nad I made these all by ourselves.

I got a ton of great treats, including this cool new heart cup, which I insisted on drinking from today. And mama even let me pick out two pieces of candy to eat after a good lunch. (We had grilled cheese and I insisted on having 10 pickles on mine.)

For my first treat, I picked out this cherry heart sucker. Mama saw my loot and imposed a candy tax. She said little boys shouldn't be allowed to eat Dove hearts and confiscated mine. I tried arguing "No taxation without representation," but she said that our house is not a democracy.

I tried to organize an revolt, but June was too busy eating applesauce.

She says she doesn't mind that way the house is run. She never gets to eat candy anyway, but she does get a graham cracker if she eats a good supper. Which is most of the time, because the only two foods she doesn't like are hot dogs and avocado.

Goofing around- Juner.

Tonight, mama got home from the gym to find two goofy kids. Mama wanted a picture of me, but Henro butted in.

Once he moved, mama got a picture of my new hair barrette. It's still a little big, but I'll grow into it. They were handmade and she bought them online from a very cool website- etsy.com. It is a virtual marketplace where artists and crafters can hawk their wares.

Henry was very pleased to find the back end to his Lightning McQueen bubble bath.

Papa got the blocks out to help us build a tower.

Here's the reason for the photo shoot. Look at these cute jammers! Aren't they great? They hug all my curves in all the right places. Thanks Grandma Seibert!

My parents are so mean- Juner.

I don't think anyone else has it as bad as me. When you crawl under a stepstool and then try to crawl out over the bottom rung only to get stuck, your mama's first reaction should NOT be "Don't mover her, I need to get a picture!"But of course, that's what my mama did. Even my silent pleading with papa wouldn't save me.

I had almost resigned myself to a life trapped on the kitchen floor, when papa finally released me from my prison.

The beautiful weather continues and mama is having fun pulling out new spring clothes. I even got to wear my flower dress without a turtleneck underneath it. Mama says I need to start walking because she has a whole collection of mini skirts that are just obscene on a crawler.

The spontaneous barfer-Mama.

Every families got them. Henry is the kid who refuses to use the toilet. Uncle Kevin had nosebleeds. Aunt Jenni gagged on all her food (then barfed). (If you must know, my reputation was for temper tantrums). And now it looks like June is the spontaneous barfer. Yesterday she woke up from her nap and covered me and the kitchen cabinets. Then kept playing. At supper, we tried to keep it simple and fed her applesauce. She yarfed it up and kept eating her graham cracker like nothing happened. We've been watchful for any sign of illness or fever, but she's been in a great mood and hasn't showed any indication of being sick. We think she may just be that kid who spontaneously barfs until 6th grade.

Juner is also no longer interested in just watching the shower. She wants to climb in. So I spent half of my morning shower trying to stop her from breaking her head open and she got one knee up and tried to dive the rest of the way. From now on I'm just stripping her down and letting her in. It's too much work.

In a post from last week, we posted a video of Henry talking to his train. Today he was playing in the car room (office) while I put June down for her nap. Normally, he spends his time parking the cars in the parking lot, like you see above.

But today, he was playing with his cars on the floor. I noticed they weren't parking, but instead certain cars were driving around and stopping nose-to-nose with other cars. The King (the Richard Petty Super Bird on the top) stopped for everyone and even stopped for the clown truck. This is surprising because normally Henry doesn't like his car with eyes (Car Movie cars) to mix with the cars without eyes. I also watched Radiator Springs Lightning McQueen drive away with Miss Sally (bottom of the screen). I was pretty surprised to see them leave and wondered if Bugmouth McQueen, Tire Eyes McQueen or Dinoco Mqueen knew about any of this. That is so like a woman- go for the flashiest one and forget about everyone else.

Weekend outdoors- Juner.

It was 70 degrees all weekend long, so we decided to get outside.
We visited the Greensboro Natural Science Center, which has an awesome children's museum (with dinosaurs!) and a small zoo. We got to see a zookeeper feed the gibbons. We were corrected when we called them monkeys- they're actually lesser apes.

This goat and I shared the proper amount is disdain for each other.

Watch out for this giant preying mantis! Don't worry- it's just me.

After this, mama's battery died, so there aren't any pictures of our barbeque picnic with Mister Paul and Miss Susan or the aftermath when we tore up their house. They've got the most fun stairs to climb.

This morning, mama went a little overboard with warm weather clothes. But I do make a cute sailor.

Mama's been wondering when more of my teeth were going to come in. So you can imagine how surprised she was when she tipped me upside down yesterday and saw that I had two molars! It's an unusual order for teeth to grow in, but at least they're coming. Now I have two bottom front teeth and two upper molars.

We decided to visit a new park (after mama dressed me in appropriate park clothes).

Despite my pink shirt, shoes, and hair bow, most people still confused me for a boy. Are girls seriously not allowed to wear any blue at all?

Henry had fun playing on the playground, but it took him a good 90 minutes to get up the nerve to go down any slide.

Henry must have grown since Christmas because suddenly none of his clothes fit. The 24 month pants still sag around the waist, but are getting too short. And all of his 3T shirts now show a good amount of belly.

While Henry raced around, I tried to crawl everything.

Henry brought his model race car to the playground, which instantly made him the most popular kid there.

He and 3 other little boys had a good time launching it down the slide.

Then he an another little boy spent an hour driving the race car to the grocery store and racing down the hills. The little boy was nice, because he didn't mind Henry's ever showing midriff.

The park was a huge success because I fell asleep before our car even left the parking lot and Henry barely made it through lunch before he threw a huge fit and had to be put straight to bed.

Videos- Mama.

I'm so pleased with how things are going this week. There's been very little whining (with the exception of lunchtime today-during which Henry insisted he was too full of peas, but needed a fried egg- which he actualy ate!). It snowed and managed to get sunny again for the rest of the week instead of the normal gray that usually accompanies cold weather. And Henry has started answering the phone so I don't have to (Miss Leah got a long earful about his trains).

Yesterday afternoon, both of my children played together without one of them screaming "June's going to get my train! She's looking at it. She's going to crash my train! Come move her!" Since the train was moved to it's safe place behind the chair, June was allowed to roam free without inflicting too much damage on Henry's toys. Prior to this video, Henry was actually helping June put the blocks through the appropriate holes in the box. But by the time I got the camera out, June had moved on and Henry was just being weird. But it still bought me enough time to make supper and read a magazine for a few minutes.

Like I said, we moved the train to its safe place. And every afternoon, Henry is allowed to play quietly downstairs while I put June down for her nap. When I get back downstairs, there is usually an elaborate storyline being acted out for the trains. My favorite went like this:
"Let's go to the store."
"Okay"
"Before we go, you need to pick up your toys."
"I don't know how"
"Here's a bin. Put them in here."
"I need you to help me."
"You can do it yourself."

Gee, those trains sound a lot like some people I know. So today, I tried to sneak between the chair and table quietly and take a video without Henry noticing. I think this story involves a green train with glasses who is driving te wrong way.

It's just a flesh wound- Mama.

Henry was pretty proud about his Curious George band aid, so we let him keep it on. I guess there's a lot to be said for the amount of head sweat he gives off at night, because when we peeled it off today, it was all chapped underneath.

So now, he doesn't just have a big scrape, he's also got the outline of a big rectangle across his face. Nonetheless, I'm optimistic it will clear up by tomorrow.