Jensen decided the other morning that the clothes I got out for myself would look better on him...
What would a blog post be without a classic Jensen laugh face?
Ready to go!
Yeah, I know.
The toy basket has become Jence's numero uno playing location... See how it's bowing out at the sides... I'm setting aside the 16 euro to go get a replacement any day now...
This is through the screen of my front window, hence the foggy look- but I wanted to capture how cute Bruno was out there this morning. I need everyone to note the green watering can by the front wheel. I got my camera out initially when he was using it to wet down the car, but missed the picture. It was so funny! Grow little car, grow! They really are amazing, look at that lack of waste! He washes the car like you'd wash your kitchen counter, wetting it then wiping it down. And then there's me, while cleaning the bathrooms, reminiscing about the Bolivian Jungle where we would fill up huge buckets of water and just throw it over everything in the bathroom...
Aaaand last but not least. Here we have the bite mark left over from Jensen's afternoon tantrum. He was in time out (sitting- read: kicking flailing screaming like a wild banshee, on my lap on the entryway rug looking at the door) and while sounding like the baby who turns into the demon at the end of The Incredibles the little bugger bit me! First- and last- time for everything. I should take another picture right now, two hours later, it looks a lot worse. Can I be honest and confess that I love that he hates time out?
1 comment:
Ouch! I still remember my younger sister biting me when I was about 8! Don't you love how privacy no longer exists once you become a mom!
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