This pic sums up our Sundays at church. A pacifier, Bilingual Bible, and no one reading it because one of us always ends up leaving to keep the babies happy. This day was Jeremy's turn.
Caleb tucked his one-handed Woody in for a nap, hoping that if Woody took a nap, he wouldn't have to. Good reasoning skills, but he still had to take a nap. All his protesting woke up Woody.
We're doing some renovations on our house-Caleb can't resist the temptation to go out and micro-manage them several times a day.

Fruity Pebbles.

English lesson at the Center. Caleb is a huge hit there, if he can stand getting his cheeks pinched a hundred times!
I was trying to take a photo of our cool Chinese food on the floor because we moved into a new house and didn't have furniture situation, but Jeremy decided to mock me, so he became the photo of the day. The paint color looks a lot better in person, just FYI.

And again with the mocking...he is waiting for the truck to deliver our stuff, and no matter how many times I told him, his dumb Papa Smurf boxers were showing all day long. If he was wearing just plain old underwear it would be one thing, but I don't like to see Papa Smurf's face peeking out from his pants, and I bet the neighbors don't either.

This one's for Dr. Feldhaus, the pediatric dentist who said Caleb would never sit still enough to have his cavities fixed without serious anesthesia. 4 trips to the dentist, 9 cavities fixed, no anesthesia needed. Look at how still those feet are!
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