For Uncle Jim and Aunt Jenni- Gugger.

Mama caught wind that Uncle Jim was recently lamenting the desire to squeeze his youngest (read: favorite) goddaughter. Aunt Jenni called to tell us and said that we mama and papa may wake up one morning and my crib will be empty and I'll have a new home in Indiana. On the condition that I'm not wearing boy overalls.

I think mama tried to laugh it off and covered with something like "She's been wearing dresses all week." Granted, there's walways been a pair of jeans under those dresses, but they were dresses all the same. Then she asked if Aunt Jenni had a camera in our house somewhere.

Aunt Jenni doesn't know what she's missing. These overalls are stinking cute. They are cute when I wear them, they were cute when Henro wore them, and they were even cute in 1986 when mama's cousin John wore them. Cuteness like this transcends the decades.

So, if you still want me, Uncle Jim, you'll have to take my 10 pairs of overalls with you. (And my shirt does have pink polka dots and I am wearing pink shoes, so mama still feels justified that I look like a girl.)

Walking outside- Juner.

The sun actually came out today, so mama threw us all outside after supper.

I was excited to get out walking without hitting a piece of furniture every 6 feet.

Henry was eager to show me how to run with my walker, but luckily, mama made him stop. Instead he got to push the umbrella stroller.

I walked all the way to the end of the sidewalk in our parking lot and then walked back and forth while mama chatted with our neighbors for a half hour. Henry and papa were more adventurous and walked a half mile to the end of our street. Good thing they had the stroller because Henry decided not to walk back. In his defense, he had already made the walk once today when mama picked him up from school.

If the pictures weren't cute enough, check out the video.

More from Ohio- Henry.

Us usual, mama forgot that we took two cameras to Ohio and found some more pictures today.

One day it was rainy, so mama and Grandma Seibert took Juner, Oliver, Natalie and I over to the megachurch by Uncle Kevin's house. It's brand new and has a huge indoor playground that is open to the public. This is the closest picture we have to showing its enormity. That's June up in the bubble.

Juner, I can see up your shirt.

Oliver used his time to meet some ladies.

I dove right into the 2 story slide that was really steep and fast. I guess my days of being afraid of playgrounds are over.

The playground was very safe and had no places where a kd could fall more than 18 inches, so mama just let me do my own thing. That typically involved climbing through the playground, sliding down the slide, and repeating 50 times.

Mama was also glad that the whole structure was adult accessible and had some fun of her own.

Juner had fun climbing over the bumps.

And she tried to climb up the slide.

And when we got tired of the big playground, there were little toys to play on too. June would have gone faster, but her hair was always in her eyes.

The Greatest Hobby- Henry.

By luck or by fate, we were in Cleveland the same weekend of the big model train show.

On Saturday morning, mama, papa, PawPaw, and Mister Anthony loaded me up in the van for the best days of my life.

As Grams Cracker would say, it was worth the price of admission. This show, while a showcase for extreme model train enthusiasts, was also accessible for kids and had tons of great exhibits at a low level for kids to see. (Others we've been to just had the displays on very tall tables, which required a lot of lifting.)

And when there was lifting to be done, PawPaw stepped up.

Mama was very impressed with all the kids. Not once did she see a train tip over or a town get trampled by someone in the 5 and under group. (Although June tried her hardest when we went back on Sunday.) But mostly, trains are so intoxicating to a three year old boy that they don't even have the ability to move willingly when faced with such a convention center full of delight.

One of our favorite exhibits was the Lego train set. It had the Miracle on the Hudson depicted fully in Legos.

And I think this was supposed to be New Orleans.

We were all impressed by the attention to detail in the exhibits. This one had an orange tractor just like my GG Cooper.

Mama liked to see what the people were doing. She liked the schlumpy guy in the red tie best.

Unfortunately, even the greatest hobby can't escape graffiti.

One of the main attractions on the TV commercial was the opportunity to ride a real Thomas the Tank Engine train. They really kept things moving with quick loading and only one trip around the track. Luckily papa was observant, because when mama saw the line, she was ready to write the whole thing off.

Here I am with my best friend Thomas. He's shorter than I imagined.

Thanks for taking me to the great show Pawps.

Many of the exhibits had buttons for kids to push that either made sounds or operated features of the exhibit.

I liked these tiny "polka dot" trains."

There was also a whole corner devoted to miles of Thomas track, if you were lucky enough to find a train to drive on it.

All in all it was the best show I've ever been to. Mama and Mister Anthony scored me a ton of train magazines. (Tonight I went to bed with the Lionel catalog and fell asleep dreaming of awesome trains and accessories.

We visited the show again on Sunday (hooray for two-day tickets!). Mama couldn't resist getting me a souvenir, so I came home the proud owner of a garage for my wooden train set. What could be better?

I had so much fun in Ohio. It was fun having a ton of playmates all week. I want to send a special thanks out to Uncle Michael. Mama was mortified when I, upon giving my good night hug, asked him to come back, and please bring me some cars too. Lucky for me, Uncle Michael is the best and came back with a whole set of construction matchbox cars. Thanks Uncle Mike! I promise not to ask for any more cars until I'm 16.

Cleveland rocks- Juner.

On Wednesday, we packed up and headed to Cleveland. Mama spent the night in Ann Arbor on Tuesday, so Uncle Kevin packed 5 kids in the mini van (The definition of "Mini van- Mega fun.") and we drove to Toledo to meet her.

In Cleveland, we were glad to see that GG had pulled out all of her fun toys. I got busy helping Henry park cars.

I must have been doing something right, because Henry and I both touched the same toy for minutes and he didn't try to pound me.

Needless to say, I was very pleased to be playing with big boy toys.

I spent a good deal of time watching out GG and GG's big window.

Luckily, there were plenty of people coming and going. We were practically the spectacle of the neighborhood because there were so many cars.

Thanks Grams Cracker for my new dress. Mama loves it.

Once we settled in, the real spectacle started. Sugar Fest 2009. When I started whining and mama started preparing my supper, GG was quick to pull out a peep to tide me over. Sugar covered sugar. I love my GG. Other great event at Sugar Fest included the night mama and papa went out to eat with their friends and Henry and I feasted on the following : peanut butter on cinnamon raisin bread, pudding, oatmeal creme pies, and reese's peanut butter cups. A supper of champions. Of course, mama said not to get used to it and had us back on a diet of vegetables today. I have a cold, so that means I'm throwing up (of course). But it's really just a reaction to all the nourishing food after a long week of junk.

On Friday, we visited Aunt Girl and got to see Kent State University. It was really nice, but we forgot to take our camera to document the one time that Girl's room has been clean. After our tour, we went the greatest restaurant ever. It was called Mike's Place and everyone whould make a special trip to Kent just to visit it.

I got to drive this bus then walk to the back and eat at a table inside of it! The rest of the place was covered in stuff. Mama was pleased to find an Abita beer sign hanging on the wall.

Papa headed to the wing of the restaurant that looked like a castle and took his place on the throne.

Juner stayed on the bus and caused trouble. When the food came, mama overwhelmed by the fish fry she ordered. She got about 2 pounds of fish and 3 pounds of chips. Plus hush puppies and applesauce. All for $8. What a bargain. We would gain about 200 pounds instantly if we lived closer.

Outside we posed in front of the X-wing. Did we mention how much we loved this place?

Back in the Cleve, Grams took me on a tour of GG's back yard. Here we are sharing a private joke.

And a big kiss.

Then they tried to put funny St. Patrick's theme headgear on me.

Even though I looked good, it didn't stay on for long.

On Saturday, my cousin Sadie came to visit with her parents. All the girls went to the mall and Aunt Molly bought me these awesome shoes for my birthday. I'm pretty sure I'll be walking in no time because they are so great!

Then everyone screamed at the top of their lungs to try to get us to sit still for a picture.

Henry was rewarded for a good supper with some cookies (what else?) and was very eager to share it with everyone. He gave Sadie and I both bites. What a nice brother. Sadie was more interested in the cookie, but I spent most of my efforts crawling between bowls of ice cream begging for bites. By this time, mama wasn't even trying to limit the sugar intake. She was riding high on her two visits to separate Trader Joe's and was busy hugging her radish seeds, gluten free pancake mix, and case of Two Buck Chuck.

We had a great time on our Ohio visit and wish it didn't have to end. Thanks to everybody that came to visit us, including many old friends that mama and papa haven't seen since before we became a family with kids.