2 Pieces of Pizza, 6 Zucchini Breads, & Other People's Kids

I'm going to try and wrap this up quickly as I have a lovely glass of wine in my hand and I suspect my spelling, grammar and all other coherent thoughts will be leaving me shortly. Mmmmnn.... Oh yes, back to work. Tonight we made the biggest batch of zucchini bread ever: 6 large loafs. Or is it loaves? A certain someone should be spending some time clearing out some room in their freezer.

I can't believe I forgot to tell you that yesterday we went out to eat with the youth group I am assisting with for pizza. Being the wonderful mother I am, I packed enough food to feed an army of 9 month old children as well as a bib and washcloth (please don't report me, I did forget the sippy cup). Recently, William has been very observant about what is on our plate and going into our mouths...and politely requesting tastes of everything. This is how he has already tasted: sour cream and cheddar potato chips, gardetos garlic breadsticks, garlic mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, and now pizza. Please note I am not proud of the health quality of many of these foods. Last night, I gave William the crust off of one of the pieces of pizza. Then, just for fun, I gave him a tiny piece off the end of my cheese pizza. He gobbled it up (all the while offering his soggy crust to every person who passed by his high chair and then pulling it back while giggling). In fact, he continued gobbling until he had consumed 2 (two) entire pieces of pizza by himself (please note: pieces were of smallish size and several chunks did end up on the floor). We were amazed...and all of a sudden a little worried. People keep telling us that with every subsequent child you become more and more laid back about the parenting standards. Our hypothetical next child might as well start with the cookies and chips as soon as they are born. Oh, and ice cream too. Note to self: must work on those vegetables harder. Dip in chocolate if necessary.

And now for the pictures of other people's kids:

Can you believe these babies are already 3 month old? I am loving those chubby cheeks!


Can you believe this kid is already 23? Mike got to celebrate his birthday with my parents and his godparents (Sheila and Bobby). I'm not saying anything about his cheeks.


I don't know whose baby this is. But, her name is Sampson.


My parents attended the commisioning of the Sampson last week. I guess there was a hurricane moving through Boston. Either that or my family is a little odd. Please note my uncle is wearing fishing waders.


One of William's handsome Uncle Mikes. Here he is hard at work selling merchandise. I think he works in the gift shop on board the ship also...or is it the casino?

PS Thanks mom for leaving that little bit of whine behind fro me to emjoy tonight. Tome for me to go to bed!