But here they are...
Mike the construction worker. My FIL got me this hard hat after I was taken out by the monkey bars last fall. Hardy-har-har. But Mikey sure is cute in it.
This is supposed to be a shot of how Mikey can get into the pantry now. Which Lily still hasn't figured out. He also can get into the fridge and knows to go get the step-stool to reach counters/microwave/knives. Good times.
Me and my trouble maker.
Lily. The Hair. Good God...would it be terrible to shave a little girl's head?
Who needs couches? Michael loves sitting in the baby carriage.
I don't even remember what this was about. Playing without tackling perhaps? That would be noteworthy enough to crack out the camera.
This is pretty much how sick-fest 2010 went. That day Jeff and I were both down. Good times.
My parents are here. They are on their way to Virginia to have a birthday weekend with my Uncle Mark. Because Philly is on the way from Ohio to Virginia.
But with cuddles like these, I guess I can understand why they take the detour.
2 comments:
Cute! My kids fight over laundry baskets too!
Love it! The picture of your dad and Lily on the couch together is so sweet!
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