Look who's 2!!

Today is Lincoln's birthday, and he is officially a 2-year-old! In honor of his birthday, I thought I would share this picture of Lincoln using one of his birthday presents. Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa Hauner he has his very own vacuum cleaner now (it's a Dyson with real cyclone action!) In this picture he's helping Scott clean up the family room. If you're having trouble seeing him, it's because he's wearing his super cool camo pjs that Joni gave him.

Happy Birthday, Lincoln (a little early)

Lincoln's official birthday isn't until Monday, but he got to celebrate twice in the weeks leading up to the big day. Once with my parents once with Linda's parents.

Here are a few pictures from the last party. This year Lincoln got to blow out his own candles and open his own presents. He was much more involved then last year.

Although Lincoln is a year older he still lost his shirt before the party ended (hopefully this trend ends before his college years). He made it through the cake with his shirt on but it disappeared before presents got opened.

Happy Birthday, Everett (better late then never)

Everett (Lincoln's cousin) had his first birthday last weekend. Linda's parents were in town, and there was a big party for Everett on Saturday. Lincoln had a great time playing with all the new toys, and Everett was a good sport and did a great job sharing.

Here are a couple pictures from the party.

Go, Dad. Go!

This week my Dad is riding in the Bicycle Ride Across Nebraska (BRAN). He'll be peddling nearly 500 miles in 7 days. We need to wish him and his butt the best of luck.

I found this blog that is being updated by someone also on the ride, so it should be a good place for daily updates.

Here's picture Mom took while Dad was testing his camping setup before the start.

One of life's little lessons...

Typically as we take Lincoln through his bedtime routine (bath, reading, etc.), he says random stuff that he remembers from earlier in the day. Well, today he remembered an important bit of knowledge I had shared with him this morning - "It's not dog poop, it's mud".

This morning, after a big rain storm, we were surveying the yard, flowers, etc. Lincoln stepped in some mud and said "it's dog poop." I'm not sure why he thinks he knows what dog poop is, but he thought he had stepped in some. As a wise father, I explained that "it's not dog poop, it's mud."

I guess that stuck with him because it popped out of his mouth tonight before bed. I thought it was pretty funny and laughed, so he, being a show-off, continued saying "it's not dog poop, it's mud" over and over until he went to sleep.


To finish off, here's a mostly unrelated picture from June 3, 2006. Can you believe that was two years ago? It's gone by fast.