It started so innocently, but the messier it got, the more clothes came off. They were trying to help me make a pie (which never got finished). In case you're wondering, I needed some incentive to get my kitchen cleaned. They did a good job, didn't they? Why is it that kids can do such a great job making a mess, but when it comes to cleaning, they just make a bigger one?

On a good note, Bubba is getting so big. He's taking after his big bro and going potty in the toilet. He's 2, but he's learning quick -- yeah! By the way B is doing great. He wears big boy underwear almost all the time now (except when we go somewhere new or at church) and only has about 1 accident/day.