Nappy time

She made it to literally one minute from the beach!

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Beach day!

Heading to the beach with Mr. Daddy for a memorial weekend family day. :)

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chicken pox?

We've been exposed to chicken pox a ridiculous number of times in the last few months, and Miss Evie is suspiciously grumpy and tired today! Are there spots in our future?

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just another afternoon :P

So I'm standing in the kitchen working on dinner when Jack comes in from the playroom.

"Mom, can I have some juice?"

"Sure, honey," I reply, and turn from the stove to help him out. 

And that's when I see it -- his eyes are locking on to a sippy cup on the counter next to the sink.  "No, Jack, don't!"

But it's too late.  For the third time this week, he has seized a sippy of rancid milk and taken a nice, big swig.

Why does he keep doing this????  And now he's standing there, spitting furiously with the most hilarious, disgusted, angry-at-the-sippy-betrayal face on as chunky milk spit cascades down his front.

"Jack!" I squeak, trying my very best not to laugh, "WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THAT????"

(spit, spit, cough, dribble, spit)  "I DON'T KNOW!!!!" 

Puddle stompers

Enjoying the inevitable puddles after the main deluge died down.
:)

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ing on my leg: "Oh no, Mamma! Oh no rainin' puddles! Big rainin', oh no!"

It's raining BUCKETS. The kids and Iare out under our patio.... While Jack runs around at the edge of the roof hitting puddles with a bat, Evie is hang