We call him "Trouble"...

Miles likes mischief. Don't be fooled by his sweet little smile. The proof is in the pictures:

This looks good for climbing.



Mom won't mind if I unplug this (while she's vacuuming!)

Oooohhh- TRASH!

Our little bookworm

This boy loves a good book...but throw in a flashlight, a tent, and a rainy day and he's in heaven.

Is there a doctor in the house?

Yesterday I found Jack rocking Monkey in the rocking chair. I asked Jack is he was rocking Monkey to sleep and Jack replied "No, monkey is sick. He does not want to put on his underwear and get dressed. He does not want to eat his cereal for breakfast. He does not want to play tinker toys or have friends over. He is SICK!".
It's a good think we have a doctor in the house. Jack continued taking care of Monkey for most of the morning. First, he tucked him under a blanket on the couch (which is where the sickies in our house always rest). Next, he found his Halloween flashlight for a further examination of Monkey's throat.

Finally, he took a few minutes to check his heart.

In the end, the doctor decided that Monkey needed a nap and reminded me to whisper for the rest of the morning because "Monkey is night-night"! Fortuntately, Monkey appears to have made a full recovery and is back to normal today.