Two recent trips to Target were not complete without a stop in the Christmas section.
Shecklet #4 took a few calls from Santa and the elves. (I had to tell her which way to hold the phone – she wasn’t sure why it had a cord!)
The boys found themselves heading the wrong way down the chimney.
Shecklet #3 planted herself out on the deck this morning and paged through her brother’s new books.
This afternoon I was sitting in the living room with Little Miss and talking on the phone with my friend, Sarah. Meanwhile, the boys were sitting at the dining room table coloring “hidden pictures” pages with markers. Sounds innocent enough, right? I mean, I was in the adjoining room and could see their heads over the back of the love seat. Unfortunately, it blocked my full view of them. If only I had known they were not only coloring hidden pictures, but were using their own bodies as canvases.
Check out the detail on Nolan’s feet!
For the record, I waited to take photos of them because I couldn’t let on that what they had done was absolutely hilarious! While they were technically using markers labeled “washable,” this particular set is hardly that. I ended up Googling “remove marker from skin” and found a suggestion for rubbing alcohol. That, combined with a super bubbly bath, seems to have done the trick. Of course all of this happened while I was single-parenting tonight. Jake missed out on all of the fun!
I’m listening to my two little chatter bugs talk to each other in their room – they’re supposed to be sleeping. Nolan’s saying the ABC’s and Lincoln is singing along with him. The sweet sounds of their little voices melt my heart. The two of them have become such good pals. Even when they bicker or get upset or frustrated with one another, they are quick to forgive, forget, and move on.
As we were having an ice cream treat tonight after dinner, I realized how many of the pictures I take are of the boys eating something in their respective places at the table. As an outsider looking in, one would think the world revolves around our dining space. With two growing boys, that’s probably not too far from the truth. 🙂
Today was PJ day at preschool, so Nolan wore his Batman pajamas proudly all day.