Tuesday

Tuesday started out in the usual way, Natalie running around the house half-dressed, Oliver laying on the floor, talking to himself.

I'm not sure what possessed Natalie to crawl in Oliver's carseat and read her princess coloring book, but here she is, ready for a ride.

Here is Oliver looking cute once again, and practicing his karate moves.

He must not have been done with his karate practice when I put him in bed. He started out relatively straight up and down and covered up, at least that's how I thought I left him.

I think Oliver became the meat in some alphabet soup this evening.

Oliver practicing using a sippy cup.