What's in a name...

We were warned about naming our beautiful son Zebediah. We were told wow what a mouthful, how will he ever learn to spell it, and what if he doesn't like it. Well when naming our pride and joy we decided to give him a middle name he could use if he decided that he didn't like his name. Zebediah Timothy, yes it is a mouthful but I couldn't imagine him named anything else. Until this week that is... When asked who are you or what's your name here are his answers.

Name
Bub
Bubba

and drum roll please....


Bobby!!!

Bobby is the name that he most answers when asked the question. So much for the name Zebediah Timothy just call him Bobby.

Potty training...

I just thought I would let you in on a momentous occassion here in Ravenna. This evening we went to dinner with Tim and Jane, Mom and Dad, Nee Nee and Papa. Upon our return home we got our son naked for the evening bath. He ran upstairs and was on his potty saying poo poo. Looking at the floor we realized that he had peed on the potty but because of the type of potty we have there is no "cup" in the front for little boy collection. Thus, due to his "plumbing" it ended up on the floor. This is the first time that he has pottied all on his own. I'm guessing it will be a while longer too until it happens again! Once we were done praising him, singing and dancing, Zeb closed the bathroom door with me inside and peed on the hallway carpet. (There was no dancing or singing for that time). Kids...

Family day

What a handsome family!
We went to visit Grandma today and took a family photo. It turned out pretty good if I do say so myself. Zeb was getting pretty wound up by the end. So Papa's phone did the trick to hold him off for the 30 seconds it took to take the picture.Zeb is all ready for trick or treat. He was really excited to wear Elmo! Bryan is sitting in the back of the jeep passing out candy. He pulled the car to end end of the drive so the kids wouldn't have to come all the way up into the yard. This is a neighborhood phenominone we found out after moving into the neighborhood. Turns out everyone in our cul de sac does this. I guess we are the express circle.