PJs and Pooches

This little guy is battling incoming molars.  Everything is going in the mouth - even butt paste!

And he's walking like a champ!

Playing with Lincoln Logs because that's what boys do!

Friday night was a co-op night at church which meant we could drop the kids off at 6:00 and pick them up by 9:45 since it wasn't one of our nights to volunteer.  Maverick was pretty easy, Phoebe on the other hand, was a bit more hesitant about going in her class since most of the faces were unfamiliar ones.  I promised her a treat if she went right in - and she did (this girl's love language is gifts!!!) - and what better treat for a four-year-old than a pair of high heels!?

Saturday we were set to find a house but of the five we set up, only two were still available come the morning.  We looked at them but had no success - so our realtor suggested he go with us to a few new subdivisions and talk about building again.  That meant I had to entertain the two kiddos while the men talked business.  They were great troopers!

Sunday after church we had lunch at Cracker Barrel, even though it was no one's birthday!  Another sibling shot where one is obviously NOT enjoying the hug.

Then we headed to YiaYia and Papou's so Brutus could get used to his temporary new home.  He loved having a yard to run around and not have a leash attached to his collar!

He also loved hanging out with Kali and their neighbor's dog, Cassie.  From YiaYia's reports, Brutus has been allowed, inside and uncrated.  And Papou went down at 3:30 in the morning and slept with both dogs on the couch.  I'm not sure they know how to use tough love when it comes to dogs...

Phoebe wanted to show them her new shoes but wanted to put her dress she wore to church back on (sans the tights) and is STILL telling everyone she meets (even the people at the table next to us at restaurants, and cashiers at Target) that she is FOUR!!!

Apparently they take their pictures best when not touching each other!!!

Got a call from daycare today that little man had a fever of 102.5 so we headed to the pediatrician (again) and all they could tell me was that it was viral and would need to run its course.  Here's hoping he's on the mend quickly and those teeth make their appearance once and for all!