I'm not really sure why...but every toy that I pull out for Lila to play with is suddenly the BEST TOY EVER according to Jett. He always has to have what she has...nevermind that it's been sitting in his closet untouched for eh, about a year now.
Oh well, she's a super good sharer so it's really no biggie.
Aaaaand while we're here we might as well acknowledge the elephant in the room. Jett's choice of outfit for the day. Or should I say lack thereof? He insisted on a rubberband worn high up on his arm, a bandaid on an invisible arm injury, no clothes, and blue marker to accent the whole getup.
We pick our battles around here...and this just wasn't a mountain I was gonna die on! Rock on with your bad self Jett.
Oh well, she's a super good sharer so it's really no biggie.
Aaaaand while we're here we might as well acknowledge the elephant in the room. Jett's choice of outfit for the day. Or should I say lack thereof? He insisted on a rubberband worn high up on his arm, a bandaid on an invisible arm injury, no clothes, and blue marker to accent the whole getup.
We pick our battles around here...and this just wasn't a mountain I was gonna die on! Rock on with your bad self Jett.
Such concentration these two have!
The game came to a screeching halt when Lila decided to dive in and eat the game...Jett HATES that. It results in a thousand "oooh NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, you too little baby, too little, TOO LITTLE!!!"
He hates all that slobber.
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