Uncle Casey

Hey friends and family,

Our trip to Oklahoma to visit Great Aunt Mary (GAM) in June was cancelled due to inclement weather. That's the nice way of saying, "Holy cow, a tornado ripped the roof off her house!" She was not injured in the crazy event, but her newly remodeled house was extremely damaged. I'm sure she would rather have recovered from a few scrapes and bruised instead of re-remodeling from the wood floors up.

Seems weird to think at roughly the same time as Mary's house was blow apart, we were sitting outside in the calm, warm, sunny day.


Come to think of it, their pool looks awful small for our growing toddlers. Kendra mentioned something about that the other day, but seeing them both crammed into the little tub looks like the cartoon character, Mr. Incredible, who was packed into his tiny car. Summer is coming though, so they will fit just fine in the real pool in our backyard.

Layla is officially a fairy princess complete with purple-mane pony and purple wand. The only thing she is missing is wings.


Hmmm... I bet I can get a pair of princess fairy wings from ebay or Craigslist, right? Occasionally Layla also desires to be a ballerina. She asks for "ballerina music" so I turn the TV to the symphony music station and off she goes, twirling and leaping across the living room.


Easton doesn't like to miss out on anything so he always chimes in with the same request to be a ballerina. However, I don't even know what kind of toddler leotard outfit to get him even if we desired. He does a good job of ballet dancing, but he looks more like a disco dancer. "Everybody was kung fu fighting..."


The 4 Webbs are incredibly thankful to have uncle Casey stay with us for a few days. Since Easton and Layla look at old pictures regularly from when Casey spent time with them every trip we took to NorCal they welcomed him into our house with big hugs and kisses. We included him in our normal daily routine and he fit right in.


It's nearly impossible to hold both of them at one time while standing up because they wiggle around like big worms. It was much easier to get one at a time and I'm sure Easton and Layla will love looking over these pictures in the weeks to come.


When I say, "Layla is a...?" She will finish my sentence dramatically and say, "... beauuuuuuutiful princess!" Kendra caught a couple of close up shots as they played in the tiny tub.


Easton has caught Layla in several ways both physically and mentally. He's climbing on the same jungle gym sections as she is and also joining in with singing, counting, and color recognition.


He surpassed Layla in moustache growing. Oh, wait... that's just chocolate from when he drank my In-N-Out shake with no lid on the cup. What a silly, happy boy!


I still sing to the twins every night, but my song list is growing lately. It used to be just two songs: Layla's song and then Easton's song. Now they are throwing requests at me as though I were some piano bar lounge singer. Layla requests "Layla's song" and then we sing a duet of Twinkle, Twinkle, THEN we sing Jesus Loves Me with a big emphasis on the "but he is STRONG!" part.


After Layla is satisfied with the serenade and duets Easton asks for "Easton's song", then we start the whole duet thing over again with Twinkle, Twinkle and Jesus Loves Me. After those SIX songs are done, then they throw out random requests just to keep me in the room. Old McDonald Had a Farm, Mary Poppins solos, and even the Chicken Dance. What? The Chicken Dance? The song doesn't even HAVE lyrics! At that point I leave hoping they sing themselves to sleep within the next 30 minutes.

It's a routine I look forward to every night.

See you soon!