LRs

We had a little impromptu get-together on Sunday afternoon.  Angela (Jay was out of town), Tymm, Laura and families were itching to get some Claire time, so they came to see us and brought lunch! 

It was some serious toddler mayhem.  The group just keeps multiplying, and is a living, breathing and squirming advertisement for adoption!  After we swept up chocolate cake crumbs, picked up a million toys, and everyone left,  Mark and I passed out on the couch and had a major belly laugh at the littles.  They have long since crossed the line from quiet, mild little babies.  They are wiggly, independent, silly, cupcake eating, time out getting, little sweet stinkers.  A new title is well deserved.  And so, may I introduce to you...

THE LITTLE RASCALS

A couch picture was in order, so we hunted down every last little silly band wearer and started snapping away.  The older LRs took great great care of the littlest rascal, making sure that she was safe on the crazy couch. 

They wiggled and they giggled for a grand total of two minutes together before returning to their dress up shoes and wooden food. 

Every shot is more hilarious than the last.  In the above shot, one LR is giving another LR a stern look of warning.  The LR on the end is just in her own little world, clapping and throwing her hands in the air!

There are always at least 2-3 LRs with open mouthed fly catcher action going on. 

Here, one LR demonstrated the around the neck of your neighbor clapping trick. 

The rest of the LRs were quite impressed. 

And then the fun moved up to Sophie's bedroom.  There really is no need for toys or entertainment for these toddlers.  They ooze craziness and fun. 

You know the picture book, Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed?  Well, it is all true, as this momma DID have to call the doctor.  The doctor said, "No more monkeys jumping on the bed!"  Luckily it was only "nursemaid's elbow". 

Rascals will be rascals.  We love every last one of them!