I now pronounce you 'Jeff and Steve'

We recently made an appointment for Preston at a speech and hearing specialist. Jess made the appointment via a third party and gave her all of our information. A few days later the clinic called to confirm the appointment. The woman on the phone then began to confirm Preston's information. After the first few questions the lady said: "So, obviously Preston is adopted", not as a question but a statement of fact. In blatant shock on curiosity Jess asked the lady what she was talking about. "Oh, I am not passing judgment", she said. "I just noticed that his parents are Jeff and Steve."

Happy 'B' Day Preston!!

It was Preston's birthday on Saturday. In celebration we went to kiddie heaven (yes Chucky Cheese's) Friday night. In retrospect I can not pretend to understand why Jess and myself chose such punishment (even though I have a brother that insists that I run a Chucky Cheese franchise out of my home). We spent the night, each with a twin strapped to our breast, chasing kids around and trying to remember the best way to gather mass amounts of tickets in order to get that little Chinese looking lantern with a cricket in it. The boys sure had a great time and that makes it all worth it........ right?

Preston getting Birthday wishes from Gma and Gpa Bennett.

Thayne has been more helpful with the twins than we ever could have imagined. The other night as Jess and I were fixing dinner, we asked the Thayne and Raiden to feed the babies. As Ammon was finishing his bottle Thayne got up and took him into the other room announcing as he went: "I am going to change his diaper".

After about ten minuets Jess and I realized that he was still in the bedroom. I went in to find him and discovered that he was having a slight powder crisis.