Anna is climbing onto the kitchen table. I did not take pictures the times she climbed up and spilled milk, cereal, spaghetti, water bottles, and crayon boxes.
Jack is pretending to be a super hero with giant carrot muscles. I promise I did not put him up this; he is this cool all by himself.
Charlotte is pretending to be a princess. Asks me daily if we're going to Disneyland today. I should have told them them in June.