Speaking of the boy genius, he's all about the foreshadowing the past few days. He started saying "uh oh" awhile back, and now, he says it just before getting his naughty on. This morning? Big "UH OH!" just before grabbing a huge glass of water and soaking the living room floor. This afternoon? "UH OH", crayon to the wall. This evening? "UH OH" just before that fork came flying at my Nikon.
Uh oh, indeed. At least he's kind enough to warn me that I'm about to need a roll of paper towels. (And a drink.)
You know what else happened this week? Vivian doubled in size. I'm not even kidding. Someone stole my infant and left me a giant baby. She napped for four hours yesterday afternoon, and she woke up busting the seams of her 0-3 month clothes. See? Doesn't she look GINORMOUS?
To finish off this week in review, I believe we experienced the end of 'nice springy Texas weather' and the beginning of 'it's so hot I can't move or I'll DIE' weather. The seven day forecast contains exactly zero days below 80 degrees. Today was 81 with 400% humidity. We tried to play in the yard, and this was all the enthusiasm my kids could work up:
They look thrilled, right?