I guess we have to assume that Lily and Tate are not getting what they want this year, since they did not have a chance to tell Santa what they wanted. It's hard to tell Santa what you want when you are screaming your head off.
So the shutter people came and took the shutters to repair them. After a few hours of feeling the neighbors watching us, I fixed it with a sheet and duct tape. Billy came home and fixed my fix with a back drop. Come on, like my way wasn't awesome.
Lately, everyday after school, Lily wants to wear her bathing suits. All her bathing suits at the same time. Fashion statement I'd say.
As scared as Gracie is of today's storms, her first duty is protecting her babies. She's not going to let anything or anyone hurt her babies.
I'm not real good at it. But I'm trying.
Gracie trying to get some love. Tate exploring the flashing lights of his star. Tate sleeping in my arms after a hard day of 2 month shots.
Tate likes to dance on the counter in our bedroom prior to his nightly bath. He also sometimes likes to dance on the counter in the kitchen, or on the one in the Jack and Jill bathroom (usually when Lily is brushing her teeth.)
The video we made this morning to send to Daddy while he was out of town.
