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We're Used to Police Sirens

This poor baby has a pacifier rash.



We had an exciting week here at the Tulsa-Williams' home. Hinckley has been impressing us with his new-found clapping ability; he does it all the time. He also amazes us with his energy and capability to get into whatever we don't want him to play with. 

Hinckley loves Greg's old phone
Greg got a new cell phone because Hinckley destroyed his old one. In desperation to keep the little baby quiet and happy at church, he let Hinckley chew on his phone. That messed up the phone screen. So now Greg has upgraded to his first smartphone! He is pretty excited about it. And there won't any sucking on this phone!

Greg loves his new phone
We (Hinckley and Kassie) heard a lot of sirens this week. On Tuesday morning there was a fire in the apartment complex just south of us. Then, on Thursday, there was a police chase through our apartment parking lot. Kassie was just sitting in the living room when she heard a car drive by really fast and a huge crash. The police sirens followed closely behind. Some guy stole a car and crashed through two fences before ditching the car and getting caught. Well, all we can really do is laugh about it! Needless to say, we are counting down the time until we get back to Provo.

Delicious banana ice cream--just pureed frozen bananas



Playing with the doorstop at the Burnsides'


Deciding to play instead of sleep



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