More family fun- June.

We've got so much to show you, get ready for some mega posts.

What do you get when you put three Turner kids together? Craziness. One night we spent a half hour running around, yelling, and throwing ourselves on the floor. Papa made the mistake of entering the fray and got tackled.

I tried out a dramatic fall. You'll notice how Sadie followed Henry and did everything he did. He loves him and wants to be just like him. Mostly, she just thinks I'm annoying and wants to make sure I'm not touching anything that belongs to her.

Grams bought some sweet corn for supper. While mama was out shucking it in the driveway, I decided I NEEDED some NOW!

Since mama will never deny a kid who wants to try a vegetable, she handed over an ear. Even though it was raw, it was very sweet and tender. Once I got used to the right way of eating it (like a typewriter, not a banana, mama says), I fished the ear off.

Sadie wanted to get in on the fun and got her own ear too.

We didn't eat much else that night, but at least we ate our vegetables.

Here's a video from the firecracker night. We look like a pretty classy bunch out in the driveway launching explosives at each other's cars. Henry's vintage Pleasant Wrestling shirt doesn't help our case.

Nor does Uncle Adam's Weezer dressed up as Elvis T-shirt. Mama was just glad everyone made it through the night with all their fingers intact.

Uncle Adam and Aunt Katie surprised mama and papa with tickets to an Avett Brothers concert on Saturday night. It was a clear cool night and perfect for an outdoor concert.

And the music was great too. Mama likes to give papa a hard time because every Avett Brothers song can be summer up like this:

"I used to get in a lot of trouble, but my parents always believed in me and thank you, baby, for living me for who I am and not who I used to be."

That's pretty sensitive stuff. But mama and papa and Unkie and Aunt Katie are old now and neo-folk-punk music on banjos, guitars and cellos are about as hard core as we can expect from a bunch of pregnant ladies and responsible guys. At least they all had awesome beards.

Thanks for the great night out, Unkie and Aunt Kate!

Where were the kids while the grown ups were out living it up and eating ice cream from UDF after midnight? Luckily, Grams babysat Sadie and I. We spent our evening practicing our piano duets.

The Turners' house came with this awesome baby grand piano and I tickled the ivories and performed a few of my favorite tunes.

This one ought to earn me a Grammy.

On Sunday morning, Papa and Sadie cemented their friendship when papa loaded Sadie up with at least 4 doughnuts before Aunt Katie hid them.

This might be the first time in her life that Sadie hasn't give mama and papa disdainful looks of embarrassment that they are related to her.

Mama took off early to head up to Minerva for a baby shower for her college roommate, Miss Leah. Miss Leah is having a little girl only three weeks before mama.

Belly bump!

Where was Henry during all this fun? He was up in Cleveland picking up Aunt Girl at the airport with Mister Anthony. She was flying in after spending two weeks in Ireland. And even though she was probably beyond exhausted, she and Mister Anthony took Henry to spend the night in her apartment at school and have a special weekend of just Henry. They drove back down to Columbus to meet up with everyone else and even managed to score some ice cream from the ice cream truck!

Mern- Henry.

Back in Ohio, we took a few days to recover from our awesome Tour of C-Town.

Sadie spent most of the week with us, and Aunt Katie and Uncle Adam were nice enough to drive up from Columbus almost every night to hang out. This meant a lot to mama, because after driving so much, there's nothing she hates more than getting back in the car.

On Thursday, June and Sadie butted heads. They are both headstrong two year old girls. Sadie was not used to having other kids on her Grandma's turf and June wasn't used to someone who isn't as habitually accommodating as her older brother. Mama took the opportunity to calm things down a little with a book party. I asked her to bring my tent, so she set it up and loaded it up with books.

Sadie and I searched the house for super silly books (we finally found a funny jelly bean book and two pig books). Sadie and i got along great the whole time. I don't mind taking orders from a girl (and Sadie's almost bigger than me anyway) and I think Sadie loves me because I'm older than her. June played in the basement by herself for a half hour and eventually joined us.

Mama took advantage of Aunt Katie being gone and fed Sadie a popsicle for a snack after her nap. A little bribery to up her position to favorite aunt never hurt (like she has any chance against Aunt Jill). Her plan backfired when I woke up and also demanded a popsicle. Also, she looked it up and popsicles only have about 30 calories in them anyway. Next time, Sadie, mama promised to give you ice cream. That's where the sugar is at.

Unkie came up one night with fireworks. Okay, they're just these weird little things you throw on the ground and they explode. Papa and Uncle Adam said that all kids play with these, but mama still took the opportunity to worry about someone losing a finger. (Aunt Jenni backs her up on this one. Apparently, they were the only kids in America who didn't play with explosives growing up.)

June thought the popping balls were so funny.

I did too. Can't you tell?

Papa and Grams posed for a picture, with all their fingers intact. Phew.

All the cars were moved so the boys could shoot some hoops. When June saw a basketball, she came running. She is so much more interested in sports than I am.

With Mister Anthony around, slam dunks are pretty easy.

During the game, Sadie made sure the bords had plenty of nesting materials.

Later, Unkie brought out the big guns- sparklers. Too bad for them, sparklers are really hard to light with matches on a windy day. They eventually got a couple lit. Mama let me hold one, but I got nervouse and gave it back after two seconds. I definitely take after the Seibert side of the family.

Happy Birthday GG Gramps!- Henry.

Today was our GG Parsons birthday and also the 56th wedding anniversary of GG and GG! (Sorry we forgot to wish you happy anniversary on the phone GG Grams!)

So commemorate the day, we're finally going to finsh posting about our trip in Cleveland! (Only 10 days late!) After all of our sight seeing, we spent the last evening in Cleveland just relaxing outside in GG's beautiful backyard. We swang on the swing while GG Gramps told us stories about the good old days.

We spent a good amount of time digging up flowers for mama to take home to South Carolina. And as on Wednesday, they were thriving in the cardboard boxes outside Gram's house, waiting to be taken down south. Here's hoping they last another week!

On Wednesday morning, we finally said goodbye. This is the best shot mama could get out of two uncooperative kids.

Mama sent Juner home with Grams and I rode with mama and papa. Turns out the key to getting us to sleep on car rides is splitting us up. We both took good naps on the way to Marion.

Thanks for having us up, GG and GG. We'll be back when it's colder. Order some snow for mama!

Cleveland Zoo- June.

I feel like we keep getting farther and farther behind on these updates. Last Tuesday, we went tot he Cleveland Zoo. Seriously, GG and GG, we had no idea so much fun stuff was within 20 minutes of your house!

No doubt the first stop at the zoo was the robotic dinosaur exhibit. Looking round, mama. But this picture does mark a major milestone- we're all looking in the same direction, even if we aren't smiling. (Notice that Henry is wearing a hat. Normally, Henry refuses to where anything that could be construed as a costume. Halloween is a major chore. He won't even wear a Silly Band and I guess those bracelets are all the rage. But he knows that papa wears his hat to baseball games and will now sometimes wear his hat too.)

Henry and I love dinosaurs. While I like to climb and hug dinosaurs, Henry has a healthy respect for their strength (and ability to eat you), even if he does know they aren't real. There are a lot of graphic dinosaur books out there.

This exhibit was very cool because the dinosaurs were set back in the woods, so the whole thing looked very real. There were even a few we didn't see until we heard their calls. We wouldn't have lasted long 300 million years ago. I loved these baby Igaunodons that were just hatching from their shells.

The T-Rex was especially convincing.

At the end of the walk were Dilophosaurus that spit water (not poison).

This was a big hit for all the kids.

Of course, Henry had nothing to do with it, but I got in on the action. The whole dinosaur exhibit was so fun, we walked through it three times before we decided to check out the rest of the zoo.

It's a pretty well known fact that going to the zoo with Henry isn't that much fun. He gets a hold of a map and spends the whole time directing us where to go next and the fastest way to get there. He spends about 2 seconds looking at animals before he returns to the stroller to consult his compass and map and chastise us for taking too long. While mama struggled with Henry, papa got some good shots of the animals. I guess there was a baby giraffe there, but mama was fighting Henry over whether or nor he need to hold two identical maps open at the same time.

Things got better for Henry after lunch when we decided to ride the tram to the Northern Animals section. Thanks for the hat, Grams!

Real chaos started when we found out that the entire Northern section was reachable only by tram (after we got there). We had intended to ride the tram there and walk back to the front as the zoo isn't that big. Unfortunately, the construction on the huge bridge over the zoo closed off the road between the Northern Animals and the rest of the zoo. This distressed Henry because it was not indicated on the map and he really wanted to walk under the bridge. It added some extra time to the trip, but we did get to take the tram back again.

Lucky for you, I love the zoo and spent all day doing incredibly cute things, so there are lots of pictures of me.

The sled dog Balto lived at the Cleveland zoo in the 1920s. Now there's a statue of him at the wolf exhibit.

"Doggy! Heh-heh-heh."

This bear knew it was too hot for Cleveland in late May so he took a swim. (Mama still remembers when it snowed on May 22nd in Cleveland when she was in college.)

To make a hot day longer, mama left out water bottles on the kitchen table, so we were pretty parched. Grams got us an Icee and we downed it in about 20 seconds. We were fading fast, but mama and papa promised we could head over to Australia to ride the train that was prominently featured on the map (and the only place i wanted to see all day).

Getting ready for some fun.

While we were on the train, mama scored us a Cleveland Zoo water bottle. We refilled it 4 times and felt much better. I hitched a ride with papa and we decided to visit one more exhibit.

I really liked the birds when we visited the Columbia Zoo, so we decided to give feeding the Lorikeets a try. You buy a tiny cup of nectar and get a long talk about letting the birds do what they want, even if they land on you, before they let you into the bird house. Bubba held up the cup and the birds came straight to him.

Grams held me up so I could see a bird up close.

While our bird was licking out nectar, another lorikeet swooped in and stole the cup right out of Henry's hand! He held it with one foot and flew back over to a tree to drink the rest himself. Henry didn't seem to mind that the bird stole his cup and spilled half of the nectar, but did point out that he wasn't very polite when he took the cup from the other bird. And in case you're wondering, all the cups are made from corn, so they are biodegradable. So we didn't worry when the bird dropped the cup. From the looks of the ground, I think this lorikeet stole quite a few cups.

Here's a sweaty tired kid who had a pretty fun day despite his keen attention to detail and lack of interest in animals. We didn't get to everything in the zoo so we have a good excuse to go back the next time we're in town.

Flashback video- Mama.

We're in Indiana now and Aunt Jenni has much faster internet than Grams (hint, hint Grams). So look forward to us finally catching up on some blogging.

Here's a video of June putting her baby to bed. This is June from Little Einsteins, or as we call her "June Baby." Disclaimer: that fart at the 20 second mark belongs to June, I swear.

Most of our videos end with June trying to see the picture on the back of the camera.

At the park- June.

We discovered that there's a great park about 3/4 of a mile from GG and GG's house.

We took the tractor and Henry was the most popular kid there.

I had my own truck to ride.

Grams got us Happy Meals for lunch. We sat still for about 3 minutes to eat before we headed back to the playground.

How does this face attract so much dirt?

Henry was great about sharing his tractor with the other kids at the park. There was always about 3 or 4 kids staring at him as he made a loop around the sidewalks. Kudos to all the parents in North Olmsted. All of the kids were very polite and very patient. And Henry offered up his tractor without any intervention from any adults.

After the turns were over, he was glad to get back on.

After supper, we all went to the park again and papa and Henry walked home. And on Wednesday morning, mama and Henry rode to the park, rode for a half hour, then rode home again. Move over, Lance Armstrong.

On Monday afternoon, mama and Grams ran downtown during naptime to the West Side Market. They came back with some awesome treats. For supper, we ate delicious beef and veggie kebabs.

Papa ate a good supper, so he got a fresh chocolate chip cannoli.

Mama got a monk- chocolate cake with chocolate mousse and raspberries wrapped up in a chocolate shell. Awesome.

I eventually finished my supper and got a cannoli of my own.

Good down to the last drop.

Mama french braided my hair. It stayed for about 5 minutes and didn't convince mama to keep my hair long.