I hate poop

That's all I have to say.

How about some photos? Yes?

I had to bribe them with Immunostart for these. I tried putting Adeline in between them, but she was fussing and I was too afraid that Em would do her bodily harm. I'm going to try again next week. I'll just put her on the other side of Joshy since he's gentle with her.

J: (in a sing-song voice) "Oh, I love my thister! I'm a good cowboy who rethcues her from the BA' GUYS! I'm the betht big brother in the whooole wild wor-old!"
E: "Eengh! Get AWAY from me and take your boy cooties with you!"

This one looks like a painting to me. I can almost picture her as a grown-up. *sigh

These are from a little while ago:

My children are so literal. Here's an illustration of "stick it in your ear":

How about "knock yourself out"?

Joshy stayed dry during naptime for three weeks straight, so Josh got him a "dubba barra shotgun". It shoots suction cup tipped nerf darts. We don't allow him to shoot at us, so he lies in wait for the bad guys on his Roy Rogers videos and goes on frequent dinosaur hunting expeditions.

After a mostly brown winter, we finally had a good nor'easter. Joshy could live outside, but Em won't keep her gloves on for more than 3 minutes, so it hardly makes bundling her up worth it. Kristie, the purple hat is the one Ann made for her. Cuteness, no!?

And I leave you with some more of my blue-eyed girl. I hope they stay blue, but Emmy's were just a little bit darker than hers and they're already turning grey/green/hazel, so I'm not gonna hold my breath.

She's a sweetheart, see? :)

Her favourite occupation right now is blowing bubbles.