This morning we had on Animal Planet and were watching the Crocodile Hunter. Eric has a tendency to get very emotionally vested in what he watches. Case in point.
8 years ago
I live in a madhouse ruled by a tiny army that I made myself.








Socks! Take four regular socks, tie them in knots, let them sit overnight, and voila! Curls galore.
This was Eric's way of telling me to please not take any more pictures. Subtle, isn't it?
Another view of Beth showcasing her amazing style. (Along with her pet Zebra named Sunshine.)
Did I mention that he is now smiling for the camera?


White Christmas, bah! This winter's been dry as a bone until recently. We got our first snowfall a few weeks back. Ryan took the kids out and they pirated most of the snow in the front yard (and the surrounding yards) to build a snowman.
On some of the nicer days we were able to go to the park. Robert is a great sport about being all strapped in.
Beth is also developing her own fashion sense. She never wears pants when a dress is available. And the more colors, the better. Outfits like these are the norm. I think it was Coren who said she wished kids could wear a sign with this disclaimer: