Montage Of Pics That Have Nothing To Do With Each Other

Eli wears underwear on his head a lot. He calls the underwear his "helmet."

Timothy turned 32 in August. We did celebrate, I'm pretty sure. It is all very vague. I do remember, however, that he wanted a banana bread cake with a layer of nutella and cream cheese frosting. Tasty!

Coming home from somewhere after we ate his birthday cake. Where did we go? With whom did we party???

Present excitement.

Harriet and Baby Ruth (Lindsay's baby girl--a brown-eyed redhead)

Harriet hardly ever cries--usually only when Eli is nearby--so sometimes I forget all about laying her down for her naps. And then I find her looking like this.

Napping on the big bed.

I like this picture because Timothy looks so uncharacteristically mean, or sullen, or something. He's weirdy-eyed. Watch out. Actually, I like the picture because Timothy is holding Harriet.

And now I think I'm all caught up on the pics I've been meaning to post on the blog. Maybe. I'm going to go through them one more time just in case, but I think I'm all caught up.