The Joys of Potty Training

Forgot step one.

(Step one: Lift the lid.)

We are getting there! Paxson helped Stokely on this one. As he pointed out, "Mom....you are not getting him potty trained." So the helpful 4 year old figured he'd better start the training.

And you thought we were going to have some new cute baby photos. Well, this blog is in the spirit of the movie we watched last night in Rani's honor, Jackass 3D. She would've loved it.

Somehow, whenever the kids are quiet for a few minutes, we've come to expect large brown messes of one sort or another. Chocolate, dirt, excrement, etc. They are getting quite good at finding and reaching all of our good chocolate hiding spots. Very wily, they are. Here's what formerly was a large stash of Hershey Kisses, now a large stash of Hershey Kiss wrappers.


Okay, we can't very well just have a blog with poo and empty chocolate wrappers. Better put up some Captain America shots. We haven't been taking many pictures, but here are a few great ones Grammy-cita got:

Here's part of the large tasty mammal we've recently been eating. Kodiak happy cow makes for a happy tummy!





Three Muskateers, aka The Hanson Brothers:




The most recent shot of Huckleberry:

Other random action shots.