Little Bums

Right now I've got a couple of little bum's running around the house driving me to drink. Especially this little bum...

He's much more of a handful than I remember his sister being at this age; especially during his five days of straight crying while getting his molars, being sick, and going throw a growth spurt.

At least he doesn't mind sleeping in his own messes, I guess.

And while it drives me crazy that Ammon doesn't comprehend that the world "no" even exists and leaves a constant trail of snot everywhere he goes, or that Lydia needs my attention every two seconds of every waking hour and prefers her brother in a headlock, at least these two little bums don't mind sharing a tub while getting their little cheeks clean.

And you would be correct to guess from this picture that Ammon is ready to eat. Always.