I don't know why my mom decided to put James' burpcloth on his head, but he did look pretty cute. These were taken at my Aunt Nancy and Uncle Gary's house in Pennsylvania. We stayed there one night on our way to Aunt Jenny's and Uncle Ken's.
Ok. I know I suck. Its been a long time since I've added new pictures. I promise more are coming. But for now, here are the ones from the fourth of July.
Everyone hates this song. When my grandmother would sing it to Matt he would pretend to fall asleep. Megan would cry and now James looks like he's about to cry when he hears it. Sorry, I can't figure out how to rotate it so its right-side up. Next time I'll just hold the camera right.
At the petting zoo. No frisky kangaroos this year, Molly. :)
Flying elephants that Megan could not get off the ground. She was supposed to pull the bar in front of her to get it to go up and down. She did not grasp this concept although she did manage to get it to go up once.
Alligators
Jet skis.
On top of the ferris wheel. Megan was not scared at all. The two 9-year olds that we shared the ride with were though. They kept screaming that we were all going to die. Made for a pleasant ride.
Megan and the Krystal cheeseburger. The penguin she's holding she won herself by throwing a basketball into the basket. We picked that game because it said kids get a prize everytime, but she actually won a prize on her own.