Mr. Mellow, Mister Nothing-Bothers-Me. That's what we used to call Mason. Wow, is he getting an opinion about everything now! In particular, he insists on self-feeding. And eating only certain things -- bananas and yogurt top the list.

I have to admit, I still think it's cute and have a hard time saying no about anything to him...that's an issue we'll be lamenting later.

He is quite the kisser. He was trying to kiss the lady behind us in line today. She deserved it - she was flirting with him. He later crawled up on Grampy's lap (because Grampy's not supposed to be lifting him) and planted three kisses on him. He loves his grandparents.

Kenzie loves them too (and it's quite mutual). She got to have a sleepover with Grammy and Grampy. They had a "project" where they dipped pretzels and arranged them in the shape of a wreath.

Then they all went to see Chicken Little at the movie theater. I asked Kenzie if she would tell me about it and she said, "No, it's only for little girls." Later she said it was really scary and that Chicken Little kept getting into trouble. And something about an orange thing with three eyes (assuming an alien) who fell out of an egg, then went back into the sky. I think that was the happy ending, but I'm not quite sure.