For those of you who miss this Gray family tradition every year on Memorial Day:
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Emily's new car
Ok, David this post is for you. Dad took these pictures in April, but never got around to posting them on the blog. So here is Emily's car, that she doesn't really use to drive much...
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
See previous montage
So I forgot to mention the funniest part of the Stake Field Day-nope, it wasn't when daddy beaned Jon-Jon in the head with a baseball. In the middle of the race-which was hilarious by the way. Pretty much a bunch of fat dads and their hyperactive kids running around the park. You can guess how much huffing and puffing there was...
No, the best part was in the middle of the race when Jon-Jon yells out to me, "Daddy, slow down! I'm running out of speed!"
No, the best part was in the middle of the race when Jon-Jon yells out to me, "Daddy, slow down! I'm running out of speed!"
We've got a name!
With a little coaxing from the pitosen William Benjamin Gray decided he'd give this world a shot and mozy out of his comfy jacuzzi, on May 23, 2008. Weighing it at a whopping 6 pounds 12 ounces and a gargantuan 17 inches long, he is the shortest and fattest of our brood (not in the least fat, we know). As Dad always suggests, we stuck him in our pocket and went home today. Diedre already seems more rested from the hospital, while Rob feels frazzled after taking care of Caleb and Peter for a mere few hours. Wimp. It is a wonder any kids survive. Rob has decided that if he were a mother, all his kids would have been ungraciously returned to their Heavenly Father by now.
In all reality, I am very proud of Diedre. What a toughy! She continues to amaze me with her strength and patience.
And Caleb and Peter are both so much fun, even when I foolishly handed a chocolate frosty to each of them for dinner, somehow imagining that their white shirts would remain that way. Unbelievably they both sort of forgot about their chicken nuggets. "Dad is great! He gives us chocolate caaa.. . . . .frosties!"
Peter is warming up to the idea of having a new baby around. When I first told him why Mommy was not at home he said, "Hate Baby!" and sulked. This morning he wanted to see the baby over and over. Caleb is determined to be the best, most helpful big brother. He jumps at the chance to do anything for his baby brother, and giggles the entire time when he gets to hold Baby Willy.
All of us are glad Mommy and Baby are home safe and comfortable.
With a little coaxing from the pitosen William Benjamin Gray decided he'd give this world a shot and mozy out of his comfy jacuzzi, on May 23, 2008. Weighing it at a whopping 6 pounds 12 ounces and a gargantuan 17 inches long, he is the shortest and fattest of our brood (not in the least fat, we know). As Dad always suggests, we stuck him in our pocket and went home today. Diedre already seems more rested from the hospital, while Rob feels frazzled after taking care of Caleb and Peter for a mere few hours. Wimp. It is a wonder any kids survive. Rob has decided that if he were a mother, all his kids would have been ungraciously returned to their Heavenly Father by now.
In all reality, I am very proud of Diedre. What a toughy! She continues to amaze me with her strength and patience.
And Caleb and Peter are both so much fun, even when I foolishly handed a chocolate frosty to each of them for dinner, somehow imagining that their white shirts would remain that way. Unbelievably they both sort of forgot about their chicken nuggets. "Dad is great! He gives us chocolate caaa.. . . . .frosties!"
Peter is warming up to the idea of having a new baby around. When I first told him why Mommy was not at home he said, "Hate Baby!" and sulked. This morning he wanted to see the baby over and over. Caleb is determined to be the best, most helpful big brother. He jumps at the chance to do anything for his baby brother, and giggles the entire time when he gets to hold Baby Willy.
All of us are glad Mommy and Baby are home safe and comfortable.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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