After night two of trying (unsuccessfully) to get Finn back on a not-up-until-midnight bedtime routine, lost-computer-and-tv-privileges Finnian has been crankier and less accommodating of little B. This morning he said (not convincingly) he was jealous of Beckett, to which I responded, "Don't be jealous...he poops his pants." No, I hadn't had any coffee yet.
In case you were wondering why I haven't been showering you with pictures of my adorables, we've been out of town visiting the Texas Panhandle. Crazy, I know, but that's where my
In the meantime, here's a random photo to tide you over.