Tortillas, drool, and not enough hands.

Graham likes to have his art hung on the door. The other day I noticed this little beauty. I wasn't sure what it was until I got a little closer. Um, I think it's a face made out of a tortilla.

I don't have any daughters but at times Graham gets all gussied up so I get an idea of what one would look like. I thought he had gone up stairs to brush his teeth but apparently he was busy accessorizing.

Beck is a big fan of laundry and got lost in a basket of clothes.

One night we found him sleeping so funny. I'm not sure if the wet spot is drool or where his bottle leaked but his legs look really uncomfortable.

Jonah bologna has kept me smiling lately. I appreciate his new found desire to help me do jobs around the house. One day after doing jobs all morning Jonah asked me why I didn't have makeup on. I told him that I don't get all ready until I'm done doing the cleaning. Then he proceeded to tell me that I look like a dad when I don't have makeup on. I chose not to be offended by a 4 year old. Later that day when I was all ready I passed Jonah in the hall and he said, "Oh, you have makeup on. You like nice."

We had preschool at our house today for the last time. During snack time I was rushing to get everyone their snack and all the little lambs were asking for a drink at the same time and Jonah suddenly bursts out, "My mom doesn't have 3 hands!"

We had dinner at Grandma and Grandpa's one evening. After playing with the cousins we headed home and got ready for bed. As I was getting ready Jonah came in and asked me when we were eating dinner. I told him we had just eaten dinner at Grandma and Grandpa's. Then he got this really sad look on his face and in a quiet little voice he said, "Oh, I thought that was lunch". I felt so bad for the little guy that we got him something to eat before bed.