The latest images of the chaos at the Norton household. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Psalms 127:3-5
It lived happily here for a couple of days, I guess.
Yuk! We have a lot of spiders, and that has not bothered me, but I've never seen this variety, and it's not a welcome housemate!
They are watching a Go, Diego, Go video, and they both found a way to wiggle while they watch. (Gabrian was pedaling so intently that Michael didn't realize it was a video and thought it was the dumbest game he'd ever seen.)
Basketball Star & Cheerleader
Gabrian and Cameron got to enjoy Ari's present first.
Here's Gabrian doing his best to keep her away from it when she came upstairs. . .
A few more presents for Conor; we had relatives come only once instead of moving in for the month of October or breaking the bank on gas purchases! For Conor, it's the birthday that never ends. He doesn't mind. :)
A birthday boy is 3!
Ari "patiently" waits while Gabrian opens presents.
Finally her turn! First experieince with gift-opening in America.
The girls hang around to see what Ari got, but the boys have long since lost interest and disappeared. 
I just stole this picture off Aunt Bre's blog. There are great party pictures on our cousin's blog, and they got this great one of Ari with her cake. 
Ari whips up something delicious in her kitchen,
and Gabrian tries out his new cycling game.
Cameron likes everyone's presents.
Our ADORABLE about-to-be-3-year-old!
All done standing still -- we're jumping!
Outside the window, the sun is just rising.
Ben 10 birthday fun inside . . .
and a beautiful day outside. What to do?
Whether hitting the play set,
or heading off on the property,
All these friends around, and Conor still goes slow and takes care of his little sister.
Cameron and friend Makenna are oblivious to the fact that there's a birthday party going on.
A few gifts (basketball immediately confiscated by Gabrian),
a pinata,
a cake,
and some bad singing, and we'll call it a day!
Cameron gets into bobbing for apples.
Andrew prevents Gabrian from drowning.
Determination . . . Success!
A pile of straw conceals prizes . . .
And the staw flies!
Inside, it was very dark, and I got dark, blurry pictures or white-out faces. Oh well.
7 random facts about me? There's nothing interesting about me that readers of this blog, i.e. my family, don't already know:
1. I grew up in a log cabin without power, phone, running water, or indoor plumbing.
2. Before I worked for a speech therapist, I wanted to be a biochemist/geneticist. My brother is getting his doctorate and is a biochemist instead of me! :)
3. I can't stand the sound of markers, styrofoam, or chalk.
4. Similarly, I can't stand to touch velvet or foam rubber.
5. Though no one who knows me or works with me would consider me shy, I am terrified of meeting new people, and each new evaluation I do when I meet new patients is a personal challenge for me. (The second visit is always much better.)
6. I love taking tests, always have, still do.
7. I hope to have the guts someday to teach a class for continuing ed or for the university.
Now, I'd like to tag the following blogs:
http://dautermanfamily.com/
http://theboyandthebulldog.blogspot.com/
http://annafubin.blogspot.com/
http://www.perfectlyimperfectsnblog.blogspot.com/
http://mylittlebitosharkbait.blogspot.com/
http://www.sarahsabal.com/
http://www.ktkkirby.com/
He busts up every time he holds the hamster.
(And in response to questions, yes, she is wearing her BAHA. I made her a band out of black elastic that blends well with her hair so we can dress her BAHA up or down.)
She hated blankets when we first met and when she first came home.
