It is not the end of September.

I refuse to believe another month has gone by without me noticing.


I love these boys so much.  Here they are, reading library books about their interests (pirates and dinosaurs) remaining wholly uninterested in outer space.  Not that I am trying to influence them or anything (note the pajamas and sheets).


I am fairly sure their ballet teacher is a saint.  Here they are, in their ballet clothes, that they added a little flair to.  For extra fabulousness.




I am still laughing as I look at these pictures.