Scotty and I are stuck in the house today as there are workmen here repairing the hole in the garage ceiling. As is the case with any workman-in-my-house situation, I'm never 100% convinced that they are not going to rob/murder/assault me, so I had some friends over for a play date. There is really nothing quite like having five children under the age of three run around your house while men operate heavy machinery in your hallway.
At least they haven't robbed us yet.
Photos:
Alex was his usual sweet self.
At least they haven't robbed us yet.
Photos:
Alex was his usual sweet self.
Hello there.
Samantha had a lot to tell Scotty.
...and so, I was all like, 'What?' and she was like...
This was the best shot of Jackson I could manage. That kid is fast! He's like a ball of lightening. And he must have fallen over about six times - I mean, full-on, hands on the floor-wipe out. And yet, he bounced right up each time like nothing had happened. He's quick and made of rubber. Amazing.
Action Jackson
Carson got himself into a spot of trouble. FYI, Carson: weight limit on the jump-a-roo is 25 lbs, max. And I'm pretty sure you've surpassed the height requirement, too. Sorry, buddy.
A little help, please?
I'm not sure what the twins were doing, but there appeared to be some kind of baby pile-up in the corner that required Deana's involvement.
Twin pileup
Scott wasn't quite sure what to make of anything, so he supervised.
Enforcer Bear
And kept an eye on the work men.
Hey! Put that soda back!
Good job, Scott.
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