The snow begins...

A rooster or a boy?

Brynn thinks he looked like a unicorn.

I just think he looks like a boy who needs a haircut.

Finally, pictures of his smile.

We were playing with pillows and I caught these pictures.

And then he whacked me with the pillow. Over and over again.

Maybe that's why he was smiling.

I know they aren't the best pictures, but I love the smile.

Catching some zzzs

This is what I get

This is what I get when I give Brynn a camera to play with:

Just trying to keep the peace

Two kids equal two pillows.

And according to them:

They have to have their own.

They don't share pillows.

The other's head shall never touch the sibling's pillow.

Or there will be heck to pay.

Just ask them.

And now he is in a baby carrier...

How embarrassing for the little duck.