This is what happens when we stay home from church. Leah was feverish and lethargic the previous day and she is clearly feeling better in these photos.
They came upstairs as I was lying on the couch and wanted to perform "the Butt Show". Everything is about butts these days. You just have to incorporate the word "butt" in any sentence and they will fall to the floor in hysterics. But Matt and I would never, ever do such a thing!
Not.
2 comments:
Haha! The word in our house is poop. Poop kills them.
That is hilarious! Our "butt" word is tooter or toilet. Wyatt explodes into laughter, which means the parrot also joins in the laughter. What beautiful strange little girls Matt has ;)
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