Here is how I imagined our Metropolitan Mishap...

I think the best part about digital cameras is that there's no reason to only take a few pictures. In the process of learning about photography I have learned that taking a BUNCH of pictures is really the secret to getting a great photo, assuming you have a willing subject. Sometimes it's only 1 in 100 photos that turn out, but sometimes we do better. Experimenting with different angles and colors, along with my "very willing subject," turned up this gem that I couldn't resist embellishing.

Celzilla

This post and this photo by this guy:

Metropolitan mishap, or not

Sleeping in till nine, pretty weather, and nothing pressing on the agenda combined to result in an impromptu trip to COSI... which is apparently closed on Mondays... and so turned into an impromptu walk around downtown (when we visit COSI, we park at Grant - for free - and walk the 8 or so blocks anyway). So, we just kept walking (after some light refreshments, including grape juice, Kix cereal and raisins), enjoying each others' company, the people watching and the weather.

As mentioned before, Celia is a big fan of water, and these fountains near COSI caught her attention. If it'd been a tad warmer, she'd have been soaking wet.
Ever since Celia joined us, we're full of sopping devotion (to her, and to each other)... She makes our eyes glisten and our lives sparkle.

JEB

The next

little Gills-Betz hybrid is moving - a lot. You've heard the sayings, "the next big soccer player" or "flopping like a fish," and I'll try to avoid those... at some point, most analogies fail, and these are no different. You can't really describe what it feels like to have a baby moving inside you to someone unless she has, you know, had a baby moving inside her... And most babies don't grow up to be famous soccer players, nor do they typically seem much like fish once they're here. But for several weeks now I've been enjoying this little one's reminders that he/she is thriving, and last night Andy finally got to feel some kicks. Celia doesn't really have the patience, or the interest, to stand around with her hand on my belly. Anyway, all these little fetal flutters have the tendency to set my heart a flutter :)

JEB

Little Miss Sunshine

Lately, sun has been flooding through our windows, reflecting off our white breakfast plates, enhancing the rich red of Celia's hair, illuminating all the dust in the air (ugh), and lightening moods. Ohio's recent fall weather has been unseasonably warm, but the sunshine and the breezes blowing in through open windows have been a treat. It is October afterall though, mid-October in fact, which means some consideration must be given to what type of candy we'll distribute, and whether Celia will wear a costume, and which pumpkin will look perfect on our front porch... Although we did find some good pumpkins, in the greater scheme of things these fall-induced decisions are minor, so for now we're just enjoying the pumpkins and the sunlight and the shiny red hair...

JEB

What a Rebel

Celia is napping now. On Saturday, after tailgating and a big show of "I'm so tired" we brought her home for a nap, at which point she determined that watching the Buckeye game with Daddy would be far more fun. It was fun, except she was so tired... On Sunday, she skipped her nap again, which made for a fairly cranky little girl. It's Monday now, and her nap strike is over (for today, anyway).
Thank. Goodness.JEB

Number Two

Andy didn't have to work today, so we went apple picking. And, we focused a little attention on the next baby - with photos as proof! We want this baby to know how excited we are to meet him/her, and we figured we'd better appease Aunt Kate and others who are far away with an answer to the "How's your belly?" questions...

A *Full* 19 Months

Like green peas on a silver spoon at suppertime, our hearts are overflowing.