Busy Little Bees.

They are all on the move and cannot be trusted. I leave them in one place, turn my back for a second, and they are hanging off the mini blinds. Oh my. I am starting to feel outnumbered.

It's amazing. They seem to be compelled to move ALL OF THE TIME. Bennie especially. He is pulling up on everything and is now turning around and leaning so both hands can be free to play with something. He has no fear and is made of rubber. It's like he is playing a constant game of chicken. He leans...and leans...and takes a few steps...then...He falls...he rolls back over and gets back up. Rarely are their tears. If more people had his constitution we would be a more productive society.

So, really, what's cuter? The beer belly, the double chin, or the thunder thighs? He is quite the butterball these days. As you can imagine this tornado can do some damage.

Both Jack and Lily have been pulling up on furniture as well. Lily cannot be stopped. Once she sees something she wants that's it. She's off. There's no sidetracking or distracting her. Determination and grit is what she's made of. Except when she falls and she CRIES. I mean loud, can't breath, sobbing tears. It's terrible. But, she's soon to wipe away the tears and put on her normal happy face. Especially when there is a camera. She always turns it on for the camera!
Lily pulling all of the toys out of the toy basket...and having a ball. She also loves playing peak-a-boo.

For some strange reason the bathroom holds secrets I cannot imagine. We have to leave the door closed now. Did you know toilets are fascinating? How about toilet brushes? Apparently that is where the real fun is. Ick.

They play together a lot now. By together I mean they crawl over each other, try to rip ears off, and are especially interested in gouging eyeballs out. Mine or theirs it doesn't matter. Then there is the toy stealing. Poor Jack has taken to playing by himself because if he gets near the other two they steal his toy. It's so sad. He just looks at the toy...looks at me...and looks back at the toy. Then he whines a little and holds his arms out...He's my little lover. He's happiest when he's being cuddled. He rarely wiggles or wants to be put down. Such a sweetie.

We seem to be having a particularly difficult time changing Jack's diaper lately. He is a flipper. As soon as you get him down he turns over. Fast. I've gotten really good at changing diapers upside down. Heck, I've gotten good a changing diapers period.

Watching the Cowboy game with Dad.

Just hanging out in Jack's bed.

Apparently it's actually a toy built for two.