Day 82: The world's happiest gremlin

Day 81: Synchronized napping

Day 80: Sleeping beauty

Day 79: Crammed in

Day 78: Her belly was cold

So, naturally, she shoved three stuffed animal under her shirt before falling asleep. All perfectly normal. Nothing to see here, folks. Move along. But don't forget to put the covers back over her before you go.

Day 77: Any chance you want to take me for a walk?

Day 76: Why keep your pillows on the couch?

Day 75: Ear, nose and throat specialist here we come!

And that's a headlamp in his hand. Kid was reading in bed with a headlamp at bedtime. That's a classic move in our house handed down from generation to generation. What? You mean not everyone let's their kind read by headlamp? But my husband swears it's perfectly normal. Huh.

Day 74: Doing a few laps to maintain his girlish figure

Day 73: Arch your back. That's what Tyra always says

Day 72: Don't make eye contact

Whatever you do, don't make eye contact with her. Be cool and maybe she won't make us get off the blankets. These are way softer than either of those crappy dog beds we left in a heap there behind us. I mean, they stink and they're covered with dog hair. What's that about? How can we be expected to nap in such sub standard conditions. Sleeping on these blankets is our God given right if you really think about it. Although she might not agree. So remember to look away and be casual.

Day 71: Don't pout

Day 70: Yet another day. Yet another couch.

Day 69: Why waste time making more than one trip from the car?

Day 68: Little bitty

Day 67: No eyeglasses needed! Yeah!

Now if I can just convince her to pass the vision screening at school so we can stop having to trek to the ophthalmologist every year. She has several good buddy's with glasses. The doctor suggested there might be subconsciously throwing the test. Who knows.

Day 66: If you leave your bedroom door open while you're gone they will come

Day 65: When's dinner?

Day 64: Trying to be long

Day 63: So if they're so annoying why do I miss them?

Day 62: Different day, different couch

Same dopey sleepyheads.

Day 61: Oh

Oh as in, oh, you don't have any more quarters I can have? But, Momma, how am I supposed to get more cheap crap out of the vending machines?

Day 60: Long

Day 59: Another adorably misspelled masterpiece

Found on his pillow after he fell asleep for the night:

I do not know why my sister is being mean.
Can you tell her to stop being mean?
I do not like her when she's being mean.

P.S. Good to know I'm not the only innocent person he's accusing of being mean.

Day 58: So much watermelon, so little time to shove it in her mouth before leaping back in the pool

Can't say that I blame her. Few things taste better on a hot day than cold watermelon.

Day 57: Why you have to be so mean?

Why you have to be so mean?
Can you stop being mean?
And I don't like when you are mean to me.
To: Momma
From: Jack
But I still love you.

P.S. Dying to know what dastardly deed I committed to earn such heated yet adorably misspelled words? I made him brush his teeth. Duh.

P.S.P.S. I love that he couldn't finish the note in good conscience without mentioning that he still loves me.

Day 56: Did I wake you?

Day 55: Backwards

Pretty much everything about this photo is backwards but the best is definitely the kids standing around watching the adult playing on the playground.

Day 54: Waiting

Day 53: At attention

It was lunchtime. Food intake is closely monitored by all of the 4 legged pigs in our house in the event any stray morsels might inadvertently hit the floor.

Day 52: The sights and sounds of working from home aren't always glamorous

I intentionally have my desk facing out so I'm not staring at a wall all day. But this is definitely not the view I had in mind.

Day 51: Parking 101 Lesson 3

A brand new car can be parked up on the curb just as easily as an old beat up car.