story time with sister

I was bathing Bryn last Thursday night and it was unusually quiet (which isn't a good sign). As soon as I had the baby out of the tub, I ran in to check on Bay and Benz to see what shenanigans they were up to. Much to my surprise, they were having story time. It was SO cute! Bailey 'read' to Benson for about 30 minutes.

doughnut fan

Guh Wallace brought doughnuts to Bailey's game last Saturday and sent the extras home with the kids. Benson ate/smeared/made-out with a chocolate and a cherry doughnut. My favorite part is the sprinkles hanging from his eyebrows.

torture

How do you torture a two year old sports fanatic? Take him to a t-ball game where he can't play. Saturday was Bailey' first t-ball game of the season. I didn't get any pictures of her, because I was too busy wrestling two crying babies in the hot, humid, muddy, fire-ant infested swamp of a t-ball field. You can tell from this picture that Benson was not happy (nor was I!). He kept trying to run out on the field with "Bubba" and "Dadda." Then when Bay's team was up at bat, Benson would get her batting helmet on and try and run to the backstop, crying, "Mamma, I meed to go. I meed to pay beeseball." Meanwhile, Bryn was crying because she wanted to be snuggled and rocked, and the sun was shining in her face.

I only got to see Bailey bat once. It was a great game.

Looks SO much like "Dadda" in this picture.

in the dog house

Wednesday night, I was doing my nightly head count before I turned in for bed, and this is what I found in Bailey's room. It took me a minute to figure it out. She had made a dog house out of her pillows for her dog to sleep in. Actually, I found out in the morning that she had made two dog houses, one for the dog, and one for her, too. Bailey's must have fallen over when she fell asleep. She was very disappointed Thursday morning to not wake up in her dog house.

She is such a character!