Greg, Erin, Car and Quincey

Well Carson did not like the fish costume, but I guess he is a REAL man, because he loved to wear the tights.  I couldn't get 'em off of him.

Waiting for daddy to come home.  Hmmm, not such a bad look there kiddo.

Carsons latest way of irritating me is to "climb".  He runs around all day saying it, and makes himself welcome on any and every counter top.  Nothing is safe anymore.  I don't know what to do.

Pretty flexible little dude.  Don't know where he got that from.

     

Tonight I walked into the bathroom to find half the shampoo bottle dumped out onto the floor.  I have a sneaking suspicion who did it,  but can't for the life of me figure out when.

It made for a VERY bubbly bubble bath.  All the more fun to play trucks in.  But don't taste the bubbles because it will make you cry.

Every time Carson would drop one of the trucks into the water he would say "is she?, is she?"  over and over again,  until I would stick my arm in to find it for him.