Good news: Unlike Tyler at this age, the girls have each other to play with and entertain.
Bad news: Unlike Tyler at this age, the girls have each other to "steal" from and fight with. (And yesterday there was hitting and biting involved...Heaven help me!)
Megan and Emily certainly keep me on my toes, but I love when they find me on my bum and throw themselves on me because they want me to hold and love them.
Here are some pictures of the stinkin' cute stinkers:
Megan loves wearing her sandals and will bring them to me so I can put them on.

Emily sometimes likes to wear sandals, but lately she finds it entertaining to take them off every. single. time. we are in the van. Here she took them off and chucked them out of the van door while I ran in to the house to get the diaper bag and purse.

Despite my best "temporary" efforts to keep the girls out of the drawers, Emily has learned that she can easily slide the chair away and help herself to the cooking utensils.

Our house always looks like a tornado has recently been through it. On this day the girls overturned the kitchen and then proceeded to find the VHS tapes (that we never watch anyway, so I'm not sure why they're still on the shelf) and pulled the tapes out of their covers.


Emily decided it would be fun to climb on the blank shelf where the DVDs used to be (They HAVE been put away because the girls were getting too good at opening the cases and taking the DVDs out.)

Helpful Megan. Here she is sweeping and combing Darrell's hair.

Poor Emily reacts very badly to any bug bites. Here she woke up with a swollen eye.
I may have to ban another food from our lunch menu. (In Emily's defense these pork and beans had been put in the freezer while we went to California. It turns out thawed frozen pork and beans make a fun, pasty, tasty mess.)




One night Emily, Megan and Tyler were having the time of their lives running around wearing their hats. I love that the 3 of them have each other to play with and laugh with.
Here is Emily with Tyler's hat on. Notice that the front of her shirt is soaking wet. Sometimes she takes sips from her sippy cup and then spits it out. I'm not sure if this was the case or not on this particular day.

One thing's for sure--it's rarely boring at our house!