Piper watching the dogs.
Brent and Magda.
My friend, Megan, her future daughter, and her three year old, Brenna.

Dawid, Piper's friend she met at the park.

Spencer, looking handsome.
party at my house with all the fixin's. How big was Piper's first birthday party? Well, let's put it this way. We made so many chicken shish-kabobs that I had to go to my sister-in-law, Meredith's, the day before to pick up their brand new huge gas grill so Peter wouldn't have to spend two hours grilling 80 kabobs over our tiny tailgate-size Weber. I also borrowed six chairs from my friends and had to haul in the piano and organ benches for more seating. It was crowded, loud, and fabulous!
ok at, but when she had her special moment to dig into her cupcake, she did exactly as she'd done the day before when I tried to get her to eat a cupcake then; made a disgusted face, pushed it aside, and finally, threw it to the floor. Two days later we had ground turkey meatloaf that Piper scar
fed down. Next time I'm going for meatloaf in the shape of a cake decorated with bits of cheese, carrots, and kidney beans. That would have been a winner. I guess I should be glad for now that she doesn't have a sweet tooth.
Ethan does, too.
Lauren and Ethan.
In attendance at Ray and Natalie's wedding last fall.