Today the boys and I started searching for all 250 birthday cakes for the city of St. Louis. We found three of them then stopped by the firehouse to see their father.
I am having some big issues with Lew's sleep. He was trying to sleep standing up in his crib. So I pulled him out to the chair with me. He promptly passed out. Grrrr.
Chuck asked if we could make cupcakes for Daddy for his birthday. How could I say no to that? Chuck did the pouring and the mixing and both boys got in on icing them.
Lew likes to try to watch whatever Chuck is doing on the phone. Unfortunately he likes to watch by flopping on top of Chuck, which does not always go over too well.
Classic second child. With my first he would probably not have had access to plastic bags, and I would certainly have freaked if I saw him doing this. Now I just grab my camera. LOL