Bus Stop

Today as Ridley and I waited for Ryland to get off the bus, she was intrigued by our neighbors' flower bed.  She thought it was necessary to trample through the plants.  You can see the delight on her face, even when she isn't looking.

When I finally get her attention and tell her to stop.  This is the look I get.  Oh Miss Ridley, you are a little mess!

Mischief with Scissors

Ha ha ha ha!  Too hilarious!  I can't stop laughing!

The boys played barber shop with each other today, and the results just kill me.  I laughed so hard.  Needless to say we will have to have something done with this mess before school starts.

Powder

When the house is too quiet, there must be a bit of trouble somewhere.  I ran upstairs to help Ryland get some clothes, and it turned into a discussion about colors and matching.  It took all of four minutes, but I couldn't help but notice Reed was awful quiet. 

I found him in the guest bedroom in the diaper drawer.  He had found the baby powder and sprinkled it around on the floor, himself, and in the drawer. When I asked what he was doing, he just said "powder".  He grinned from ear to ear and started shaking his head from side to side.  He knew he was in trouble.