And Then Nothing Happened...

Well, nothing exciting to report on the blog at least. Jack was in a pretty bad mood all week so we really did not do much. He is still teething. (Number 15 is trying to break through.) And it has been at least three weeks since he has napped in his crib. When (if) he falls asleep, he wakes up screaming when we get within three feet of his crib. He has never went down easy, but bad days used to be when he would go down in his crib for fifteen minutes. I can't even get that anymore. Needless to say, his mood has not been a pleasant one.
But we still have our fun.

If you can't read the shirt that Jack is wearing while he sits in his throne, it says "Boys Rule the World."

Shortly after Frankie was kicked off the couch...