Class of 2009

Roxi graduated from preschool on Thursday, tra la la-ing the whole way. Kindergarten, here she comes!

Down to Earth?

Roxi has decided that she would like to be an astronaut when she grows up instead of a fairy.

Portrait of the Artist as a Young Woman

I traced the kiddos' bodies on the sidewalk, and Roxi did the rest. Note the particular care she took to match outfits.

Self Aware

From Gib this afternoon: I got a name for ya.
Me: A name? What is it?
Gib: G. I. B.
Me, laughing: Yep, that spells Gib.
Gib: Yeah. G. I. B. Gib. Yeah.

Doll Faces

Tarheel Born, Tarheel Bred

Roxi and Gib got fired up for the big game, and their enthusiasm (as well as some fine basketball from the UNC boys) resulted in a national championship. Go Heels!

Spring Snow, Part 2

Spring Snow, Part 1

I wanted to name him Freezypants Arbuckle, but my girl was having none of it. Meet Frosty - built and named by Roxi and used as an excuse for an extra snack by Gib -

Unconventional Waders

Birthday Boy

The Gibster turned 2 on March 17, and boy howdy, he's hugging those growth curves:
• 30.7 pounds – in the 80th percentile
• 36 inches tall – in the 88th percentile
• 20.2 inches head circumference – in the 99th percentile

What is less quantifiable is his wild personality, complete with wacky sense of humor and hair-trigger temper. It's like he's been taking lessons from Roxi or something. Hmmmm. Anyway, our little man isn't so little anymore. Gib is a climbing, running, jumping, guzzling, chatting, giggling, wailing, mischief-making, tail-pulling, sister-following, happy-go-lucky delight.

As is the custom in Fort Collins, everyone wore green the Saturday closest to his birthday and threw him a parade. Here's a brief review of how Gib and his dad spent the last three parades in his honor:

Sunshine Girl

Orange You Glad I Didn't Say Banana?

The difference between preschool humor and 2-year-old humor, after being told the classic banana/orange joke, is as follows:

Roxi:
Knock knock! (Who's there?)
Grape! (Grape who?)
Knock knock! (Who's there?)
Grape! (Grape who?)
Knock knock! (Who's there?)
Grape! (Grape who?)
Knock knock! (Who's there?)
Bowl! (Bowl who?)
Bowl you glad I didn't say grape? (pause) Get it!?

Gib:
Knock knock! (Who's there?)
Banana! (Banana who?)
Banana said banana! (pause) HAHAHAHAHA!

Obviously Up To No Good

Yes, He's Really That Big

This is what I get for naming a kitten Teton.

Ball Pit, Ball Pit, Ball Pit!

In the Park, With Hats

Snuggle Bugs