Someone in our family is a bad luck charm. We've had a rough couple of months with injuries and weird illnesses and last week was no exception. Bridget joined her Daddy in being a one-armed wonder.
My week also involved three hours at the car place with two poopy pants and no bathroom while we waited to find out why none of the buttons on the driver's side door of our van are working. I don't want to think about that ever again, so we'll leave it.
We went for a quick drive in the canyon the other day. We let the kids out to walk around and Bridget fell a couple of times, so we pretty much got the pictures and got back in the car.
Colin still can't open doors or get out of his crib, so he's our favorite. Ha! He can feed himself with a spoon and he loves to play jokes on everyone. When Daddy was fumbling around in the dark looking for Emil's binky (the only way Emil will stay in his bed is with his blanket and his binky), he heard Colin laughing an Ernie laugh and sucking on Emil's binky. Emil likes to throw his binky when he is not pleased - apparently he threw it all the way into Colin's bed. Colin knew Daddy was looking for it. Funny!