The Huddle.

Came upon this the other night.

Our Dad can even make cleaning fun.

Trying to regroup a little myself.

posted this entry yesterday

on the wrong blog.

Genetics...

Found this on Truman's door 

the other day!

(I especially like how he spelled "wegges." And the "have fun" part.  

Cause you better plan on having fun when you enter!

And the yelling and screaming...that would be our baby...

if Truman does not play with him the second he gets home

he's in sooo much trouble!)

And here is just a sample of

my in-laws house.

Joe and I laughed so hard when we found that on 

his door!

I'm having a surreal moment around here.

And I'm thinking any moment I'm going 

to snap out of it and reality's going to hit.

This little one has decided he's potty trained.

Without any help mind you.

He tells me when it's time.

Saddles right on up

and get's his business done!

It's kind of freaky.

.

And makes him camera shy.

(Or is it that he's still sucking his bink while wearing big boy undies?)

Either way I'll take it.