Spaghetti Anyone?

I checked in on Payton and Jackson before I fed Ryne his Spaghetti. They both were doing so well, using their forks very carefully. Thinking it was ok to leave, I fed Ryne his food, gave him a bottle, and put him to bed. I knew I was in trouble when I heard the laughter coming from the dining room. But I figured by that point it was already too late to avoid a mess. I was right.

You Be The Judge

*warning picture of baby in diapers*

- for those of you that know me well, know that I swore my kids would NEVER just be in a diaper. Well, some of my kids hate clothes and it is a battle to keep clothing on them. Sometimes I don't feel like fighting that battle.

Conan The Barbarian or Olivia Newton-John?

Halloween Pics

Our version of Venom (the black spiderman), Batgirl, Roo, Piglet & Eeyore.

All the excitement got to the twins =0)

Thank goodness for the wagon.

Eeyore's hitchin' a ride with Daddy.

“Do as I say, not as I do” from a 19-month-old

The other day, Ryne got a hold of the Desitin that we so lovingly refer to as “Butt Cream”. Payton went up to him and said “NO”, took it away from him, and handed me the tube of cream. What a helper! She's already acting as another set of eyes for me. Oh, but 10 minutes later, this is what I find:

Payton, holding the tube, with butt cream all over her face and Ryne next to her. Ryne had a couple finger swoops of cream on his face, too. At least she shared!

Where was Jack when all of this was going on? On the dining room table of course!

Later that day, Mikayla lovingly buckled Jackson in the child rockers we have. She then proceeded to buckle herself in the one next to him. Why am I writing about this? Because she couldn’t unbuckle herself. Oh the temptation to not leave her in there for a long long while…but then, what kind of mother would I be?