Felix likes to help. Like with everything. "WeWe help!" is something we hear a lot around here. He's even tried to helpfully get his little sister out of the swing for me before. Yikes!
So when his bahma made bread last week, he jumped right in.
(Amelia doesn't cuddle. Like ever. But when she's ready to sleep, she loves her daddy's shoulder like nothing else.)
We found a spider. Let me be clear, we find a lot of spiders around here. It's been worse in the past, but I'm hoping the hobos will stay away from the kids. This one was red, so after I hit it with a shoe (it was sauntering down the hallway) I took a picture. Anyone know what kind this is? Felix went to spend the day with his cousin Luke on Monday. Would have been perfect if Luke hadn't been totally snotty. Felix got it full force. Not sure what's up with Amelia, but she's been really fussy lately too. Felix is coughing so hard he's been throwing up. Poor kids are both miserable. And that means Brent and I are pretty miserable too. Thank heavens for simple pleasures: (works perfectly with our toaster oven. We can get 8 cookies on the little tray so we each get 4. Makes us feel like we're getting a huge treat but keeps us from totally pigging out. Yeah, so some people's definitions of "pigging out" is like 3 cookies, but mine is at least 5.)