Does this kid have parents?

Where is his mother?
Sick
Where is his father?
Sicker
Poor kid. He had two ear infections this last week, and because of the antibiotics, he's had a lot of diarrhea. I thought I could just put him in a t-shirt. I guess it was too big.

Pianos and Jelly

This lady in our ward gave us her piano! We have a piano!!! I'm so excited. I know it is not really apartment appropriate....we'll try to play softly.
So to try and express appreciation, I thought some homemade bread and jelly sounded good. This was a big risk because I am NOT a bread maker. I can't tell you how many solid lumps of flour I have thrown away. Quite frankly I don't try that hard to improve because I know I could eat loaves all by myself. Nevertheless, I tried and it was AWESOME!!!! Have you ever seen bread this good? It was accompanied by homemade chokecherry jelly, which is SUPER delicious.
Truston tried it....
Pretty good.
Talmage loved it, too.
You can call me a domestic goddess. DG for short.

By request...

After Christmas we all enjoyed the new snow. It took Talmage a while to warm up to the snow. He was pretty scared of it at first. We put him his alaska snow suit. As you can see, it almost triples his size. Mostly, I just wanted you to see how puffy he is in the snow suit.

Good News!

Truston got another medical school interview. This interview is with New York Medical College, outside of NYC. We are so excited!!!
I keep asking him what he wants for Christmas and the only thing he says is, "Med school interviews", which I totally cannot deliver. However, it appears that subconciously, I can, and will.
HAH! The underlining came off, I couldn't figure out how to turn it off.
Anyways, we are excited about both interviews, Indiana University and NYMC...hopefully Santa will send more!

The Scream

Another commonality when Talmage is throwing something.
Do you think he could become a shot-putter?

Recently, Talmage has started picking up things and carrying them around the house. Most of the time he is just carrying a book around, waiting for you to read it. But some of the time, it is a favorite playthings- like wet-wipes. The best part is all the groaning with accompanied heavy breathing, who does he think he is? Hercules? Venus Williams? Don't mind the half-dressed-socks-are-almost-off look. If you ever happen to drop by between dinner and bedtime, this is usually what he looks like.

Hercules