Bob and I celebrated our 12th anniversary on Sunday. When we had been married for six months we adopted Slappy. They said she might be six months old, so I decided her birthday was our anniversary. It's easy to remember. We don't celebrate it. But Baby Plum heard me mention it on Sunday, and insisted that we make her a birthday hat and sing "Happy Birthday."
Doesn't she look happy? He is, though.
Cheese Puff had his first real dentist appointment last week. He was so excited about his new toothbrush, that he pretended to nap with it for me.
I'm sure it was extra cuddly.
Baby Plum decided to play with costumes the other afternoon. Cheese Puff did too, although he wouldn't keep his costumes on. That's why the alien costume is thrown on the floor. It's sweet seeing another Buzz, though. Little Elvis didn't even raise an eyebrow at this. He is definitely over Buzz. Sniff.
I was chasing this baby to dress him. He always runs and says "Come get me, Mommy!"
Our kitchen is a mess. We don't have a pantry, so pantry items are strewn around. And the leg in the corner, that's Bob prepping to paint the kitchen. We had to lighten the dark blue, because the sunroom is making it darker. We went lots lighter, and it's making a huge difference. The picture though, is Little Elvis showing off an lego creation. He's also showing off his mad fashion skills. They love getting to dress themselves on the weekends.