The night we took Christmas pictures, I dressed the kiddos up in their Christmas pajammies (as Baylor calls them) and snapped a few pictures. Mollie's have a gingerbread man on them (and were returned to the store because the wrists and ankles were so tight she wouldn't stop fidgeting), and Baylor's have a nutcracker on them and say "I'm a crackup"!
It was so nice to see them all Christmas-ed out and happy to be headed off to dreamland.
In the morning, Baylor woke up and I went up to get him. And found him like this.
Apparently, he had tried to take his top off during the night at some point and had gotten it stuck in a shrug position.
Then he tried to take it all the way off. This is the face he makes when something is stuck.
He then seemed to resign himself to the fact that his hands would be bound this way for all of eternity. It was super cute!
As usual, Mollie thinks anything her brother does is golden. Ooh, and she thought the sunshine streaming in his window was awesome, too!
"Ahh, big brother!"
It's never a dull moment with these two, I tell ya!
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