The kids were being a little too quiet downstairs, so I figured something was up... and sure enough, they had gotten into the whipping cream from the fridge. (We even have a lock on it, but somehow they out-smarted us again.) Apparently the kids had been sharing with baby Jakey.

So after a heavy duty clean-up (not me... them) off to the bathtub he went.



Then he got all dried off and nice and cozy in bed.
And after putting his feetie jammies on (I LOVE those pjs, I used to wear those as a kid too) he fell fast asleep on Daddy.

Whew! Being this cute is exhausting!
