Katie, Aunt Shannie, Uncle Keith

Great Grandma and Great Grandpapa

An angel gets his wings...

The flights went much better than I expected.
I thought the changing pressure would just be horrible for someone who can't clear his ears, but it didn't seem to bother him. Plus, everyone really goes out of their way to help you out when you're travelling with an infant. A super-adorable infant.

Detroit Airport

We had a 3 hour stop in Detroit and someone suggested we take him to the tunnel between the terminals. Music AND a light show. We walked up and down for nearly an hour and afterward, the regular lights in the terminals were just not as satisfying.

Car full of babies!!

We went out today with Nora and little Jack, the tax break wonderbaby, born during the closing hours of December 31.

"Great" Great-Grandmas

He's got a way with the ladies!

Twins, perhaps?

Yesterday, we went shopping for some supplies for Ken's new office. A little girl - maybe six years old - was slyly following us around, trying to peek at the baby. She finally got up the nerve to come over and said, "We have a baby just like that at home...except her name's Megan."

Smiley-pants.

There has never been a smiley-er baby in the history of the universe.

Little Slacker

Ken is moving into his new office space, complete with coffee machine, mini fridge and office plants. On moving day, there's always one person not pulling their weight:

Happy New Year

Merry Christmas from the Biscuits

The Cranky Clauses

The future Mrs. Isabella Biscuit is not amused by uncooperative antics. How unprofessional!

Four Calling Birds

This year's Anniversary Ornament is made up of four
individual doves. The other two are on a nearby branch,
unburdened by my crappy embroidery.

Go see Three French Hens.

August...

...did not go too well.

Crafty Julie

How cool...Julie's been busy making sets of cards!

9 fat pounds

Oh-My-Freakin-Gawd!! I want one!

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Congratulations, Hannah & Chris!!

Of course, we played my ol' favorite shower game: Diaper a Baby, Blindfolded and Bemittened.

September

I have no &%?#!!*$ idea what to do for September other than 'Back to School.' Ideas? Anyone?

October

The squirrel-proof pumpkins rule! 

July

I still need to photoshop in a flag.
Again, Wendy was the baby wrangler. 

12 Days of Christmas

Every year during each of the twelve days leading up to Christmas, Ken gets one of his presents. They always have some connection to either the number of days, or the lyrics of the christmas song - even in some twisted-illogical-biscuit-type way. Day twelve is always a twelve month calendar.

Special thanks to Wendy, who heroically brought Sugar Bon-Bon up for the April photoshoot and crouched behind the blankets, holding up a very uncooperative Buzzy.

Just like the book

We were given a book called Urban Babies Wear Black.

What's worse is that his shirt says, 'I am Boob Man.'

Squeal like a piggy...

Eight pounds and grown too big for one newborn outfit.

Seven pounds five ounces