My Crazy Kids

I'm not sure which child took this picture.

They just love the monkey on his butt.

Noah sure loves his baby brother, at least most of the time. Once in awhile he wishes Jack wasn't born. Noah is starting to get overly confident in his baby handling skills and has been spotted trying to do things he knows he is not allowed to do. Such as picking Jack up and carrying him. I think sometimes he, as well as Zoe, forget that Jack is a human being and not a toy.

This is what happens when I leave Jack unattended for too long.

Zoe likes to dress him up and hand him all sorts of random objects.

The other day the kids locked me out of the house. We had gone out on the front porch to do something and they managed to sneak back inside and lock the front door. Lucky for them, or should I say me, I know the code to the garage door and they didn't manage to lock that door. This is what I found when I came inside.
They were feeding him the food I had prepared and left on the table. Another task they know I don't like them doing.

Zoe sure loves her curlers.

These pictures remind me of my Grandma Partin. We already know she has her glare, but I think the resemblance goes much farther than that. It's not a bad thing, I actually have a lot of fond memories of my Grandma Partin and know my kids would love her too.

There is never a dull moment around here.