4th Quarter review Pt. 2: Prepping for the big Xmas

Supplemental Photo Gallery: The 4th quarter review.

MISSION 20: THE YEAR IN REVIEW, OR BABY STEPS

Well, that about wraps it up for the under one crowd. Sorry to have left you in the dust, but we have things to accomplish, my shipmate and I. Today Vaughn and I became one. (Well, age-wise, not physically, because that technology hasn't been invented yet.) That's right, true-believers. This mission has eaten up a year of our lives so far, and we have no intention of slowing down. Each day we progress, we get faster, smarter and exponentially more good looking. You can't stop our uniqueness. Why would you even try? Just stand back and let us roll on through. Here's to the dawn of the age of supermodel/astronaut/presidents!

Mission Supplement; The Plan is set in Motion

It's the deep end of the summer season here in our tribal compound. We have experienced all sorts of confusing rituals that the parent types call "baby proofing". What it primarily involves is making things harder for me and my shipmate Vaughn to do. We can't figure it out for the life of us, but it seems to occupy our parents to no end. I have recently begun a complex new routine which involves mimicking tribal elder moves, such as standing upright and stepping forward incrementally. This is very difficult to perform. And the parent types have the nerve to put barricades in my way!?! Perhaps it is yet another tribal initiation. Vaughn has been doing a series of cryptic hand gestures that generates a buzz of delight from the elders, who shout "Yay" whenever he performs the action. Apparently it simulates applause for the people of this time period.
At any rate, we are strong, and we believe we have assimilated into the pack. The end of next month will mark our anniversary of living with the tribe. We are excited, as it seems there is some sort of celebration that takes place. I hear that the illumination devices we know as candles are placed atop baked goods. It sounds radical.
We are holding out and trying our very best to overcome the challenges set before us. Our will is resolute, confidence is high.



"This makes absolutely no sense. What the heck? Is this some sort of crazy force field? That shouldn't exist yet!"

Mission 19; Prison Break!

So here's what happens when you are famous. People get close to you. People want to be around you all the time. What does that mean? Germs. That's right, I said it. germs. Let me tell you about germs. They are a lousy way to spend a few days.
Germs mean your friends can't come and play. Germs mean you get put into a quarantine facility (see above), and are limited to 16 meltdowns a day. Germs mean nasal aspiration, which makes even the most hardened jaded time travelers weep like babies. Germs are no picnic, folks. So don't get any.
If you haven't guessed already, my shipmate and I caught some germs. these were the sneezing and coughing variety of germs. I guess it was to be expected with our popularity. I can say this. WE HATED IT.
We had to stay home a lot and didn't really feel like eating, which (in my opinion) is the best part of the day. we did get a whole lot more attention and baths, which was fine and all, but attention isn't much fun if you can't enjoy it, you know?
It's tough on the inside.

I think Mom and Dad felt pretty down that we got stuck at home as long as we did, so they took us to another prison facility once we felt well enough to travel. This was a curious facility, full of brightly colored mammals, reptiles and birds. Vaughn was quite keen on plumage, but I was rather taken with the amount of small humans running around this facility. I think we may need to visit again someday (although Dad assures us we have actually already been there several times. Must be his advanced age confusing him. I think I'd remember!)




At any rate, seeing all the multi legged inmates did wonders for our constitution, and our appetites. We are back to our usual amazing selves, we are loud and boisterous! Best of all, we are eating again!! So much yogurt, zucchini, and spinach! Life is pretty sweet on the outside!

Parental supplement: Movers and Shakers.

Hey folks. It's Jax & Vaughn's dad here to tell you the current news. J&V are busy sleeping off yet another day of voracious activity. Here's what's new. They are eight months old. Both guys have teeth, Jax is sporting two bottom and two top teeth, and Vaughn is right behind him. Both guys are crawling like champs, both are able to stand, but Vaughn isn't as interested in sports as he is the humanities. But he does love receiving massage from his brother.

Both of them are eating "solids" and mostly liking it. We've gone through most of the basic starter foods, and almost everything has been well received (peas are gross).
We've had some visits from Tutu Lynette, and Finn Gillespie.
They have been fine times with music and dancing!
Jax and Vaughn were too tired to really say it,
but they wanted to convey how much they appreciate your good wishes and attention, please visit them often, if not in person , then head over here and we'll try to occasionally surprise you with some new pictures!

Mission 18: Give it up for the ladies.

Shipmate Vaughn and I would like to give a shout out to all the fine ladies who made it possible for us to be here with you today. Of course we're talking about Mom, but we're also talking about the woman who made herself into a vessel for us to travel to the present and be with you. We're talking about Amy! Thank you Amy! Thank you Mom! You've done the world a great service!
Pat yourselves on the backs! Soon you will be receiving handmade pencil holders and cut out turkeys made from our hand imprints, but for now, here's the two of us, drool and diaper free! Doesn't that feel nice?