My little artist

  So it turns out that boys find trouble a lot more than little girls, at least this is my experience.  The other day Joyce went downstairs to get Claire after some visitors had left.  One of the visitors was using a pencil to do a crossword puzzle and left it on a stool.  Yeah, I probably already gave it away....JJ found it and started practicing on the wall:

...and this shows only half of what he did.  Good for us though, our neighbor told us about Magic Sponges made by Mr. Clean.  These things ROCK!  It took seconds to do what was shown after using an erasure on the other half for about half an hour.  Big thumbs up to the Mr. Clean peeps!

Score update: JJ's Face=0 Floor=1

  I have a friend that gave me the advice to make sure to capture as much of my kids' life as I can...especially the boo boo's.  He said, "...it's not very funny at the time, but a few years later it get's a chuckle!".  It just so happened JJ gave me the perfect opportunity the other day when he fell in the garage.  He was riding is tricycle when the front wheels stopped and he kept going....unfortunately I think his face met the kickstand of my motorcycles as well...

...the little bugger wadn't happy at all...
   Poor kid, his lip swelled instantly...

...gotta admit though, he's still pretty cute with a fat lip!