Crazy Hair

This girl has crazy hair...and lots of it.  This is a bit crazier than usual because it was in a little ponytail on top of her head for a day or so and then I took it out.  The back of her hair is always crazy also.  She loves to rub her head back and forth when she is lying down, so she gets little dreadlocks on the back of her head.  I think I got one picture of it.  She didn't like being turned away from the action...as soon as I turned her around to get a picture of the back of her head, she started arching and straining to turn around again.  

Sisters

New Trick

I am really bad about giving Eleanor her recommended "tummy time."  Because of a certain two year old, Eleanor isn't safe unless I am holding her, or she is in her crib with the door to her room locked (seriously).  A few weeks ago I had a few free moments and I thought of it, so I laid her on her belly.  She lifted up her head, turned to the side and rolled over like she had been doing it forever.  I thought it was a fluke and rolled her back over.  She did it again and this time we all cheered for her.  She looked at us like, "What?  I don't know what you are making such a fuss over."  The next day was lesson day, so we showed Grandma Chelle her new trick.  It was so fun that the kids kept wanting to show everyone her new trick.  We showed it off at the pinewood derby, church, and to the neighbors.  We love your tricks little Nori Bug.  

Poop Painting

Don't be fooled by his sweet smile and tattered blankies...this boy is trouble!  I swear he is our messiest yet! A few days ago he diaper dipped and finger painted our bathroom with poop!!!  Gross!  I was nursing Eleanor and heard him banging on the bathroom door.  He can open doors, so I knew he wasn't trapped and quite frankly, I was just happy he was not making a ruckus close to us because Eleanor is now old enough to want to know what is happening around her and is easily distracted from nursing.  He stopped banging, was quiet for a while, and then started moaning something I couldn't quite make out.  When Eleanor finished I went to him and on the way realized he was moaning "Gross...gross...gross."  I'm glad he thought it was gross, but I wish he would have gotten grossed out before he painted the bathroom with it!

 He is the first of the kids to do this (and hopefully the last).  I can't decide if he is more mischievous than the other kids or if I just don't watch him as closely as I did the others.  Maybe it is a little bit of both.  Messes included...we just love our Zando-man!