Shea has recently discovered an intriguing part of his anatomy - not that one you perverted freaks - he found his tongue! Not only that, but he also has found his voice. He's giggling and shrieking and playing with his tongue all day. Ahh, the blissful simplicity of youth. We're trying to perfect his haka (Maori war chant involving exaggerated facial expressions like sticking out your tongue and bulging your eyes), but he's just not that intimidating yet.
After a bout of illnesses, we're all getting ready for spring. Still no new car yet, but we're hoping to get it soon. In the meantime, it's nice driving around the Grand Prix rental car. That car moves! I'm going to try to upload a few movie clips soon, including giggling at daddy's stupid noises.
Hope you enjoy these pictures!
Love,
Doug, Jess, and Shea
"Hello, ladies!!! Gene Simmons ain't got nothin' on me!"
"I'm working on my haka daddy, but it doesn't seem to intimidate mommie at all!"
"This shirt doesn't taste too good!"
Evidence that he truly is my son. "Yeah, boyee!"
"What are you doing taking my picture??? My street cred' would be ruined if the gang saw this picture!"
"Who, me? I didn't pull Skittles' tail! Me, he, he, he (evil laugh)."
