Sunday, February 3, 2013

Trouble. T-R-O-U-B-L-E. Trouble.

She looks sweet and innocent,
but Miss Savitri Rose is becoming quite the handful. Every time I turn around she has her brothers toothbrushes in her mouth or she is throwing my shoes in the garbage. Her newest great idea is climbing on the back of the couches, sometimes just to sit, but mostly to 'adjust' the thermostat or dance on the window sill while pulling on the blind cords.
She sneaks into Grandpa's room to steal his remote control frequently as well and yells for me to rescue her when she locks herself in.
When she's not throwing my shoes in the garbage, she likes to wear them.
She and cousin Katelynn like to wreak havoc together.
Many other things are not pictured because I had to save her instead of getting out the camera.
Oh, and she broke my glasses, so I had to get new ones.
In other words, her middle name spells trouble. And if she's anything like the boys, we will have to keep a good eye on her for the next two and a half years. Sigh.
She is also becoming a little dancing queen. Here's a sampling from the car.

The boys are doing well. My little Jedi masters.

Rohan finally wore his Jedi outfit we got him for his Birthday.
My parents and sister went home this week. We all miss them. The boys sure had fun wrestling Grandpa Clark again and again and again. I think he enjoyed it too.
The new house is coming along, but now that the outside is done, there's not much new to see when we drive by.

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