Saturday, November 15, 2008

It all started at the dinner table when Big A said he had to go potty...

And then, of course, Little A had to go with him. And Little A can't go potty without getting completely nude.
Once Little A is nude, do you think Big A could stay in his britches? Of course not!
And now that you're naked, doesn't it makes sense to do a little dancing, a little running, and a little guitar playing?
And all of this with dinner still smeared all over their little faces....
Quite possibly the most honest representation of real life at our house. :)

Dinner Interrupted --

Don't worry - Addison didn't "accomplish" anything in this potty chair

And I suppose this was inevitable: