Underwear

No matter how much cute clothes these children own, no matter how stylish

the shirts, dresses and bows I buy for them are... they are always stripped down to their underwear.

It never fails.

It's like a magnet, the second they walk in to the house off start coming the layers of clothing.

Take 2 steps in and you will find 3 little pairs of shoes. You may trip on them

so be careful... turn into the hallway and you will find various shirts, skirts and jeans.

Walk just a bit farther and you will find my 3 babies, in tighty whities,

princess undies and a polka dotted diaper.

So if you look at my posts and often wonder why my children are never clothed, that's why.

And when Kate actually does want to put on clothing, it's ratty old jammies.

Right now, her PJ of choice (meaning the only one she will wear. Period.)

is a  Minnie Mouse PJ that I bought for her while we were in New York.

That thing gets worn at least 6 days a week, whether it's clean or not.

Seriously.

A good mix of popsicle, ice cream, grass and dirt... yum!

Diapers hangin' to the knees. You know they're having fun when this happens...

So, this is what our days have been filled with this past week.

Days spent at home, swinging, having pretend tea parties, dancing like a ballerina,

playing the Wii and eating tons and tons of popsicles.

Exactly what a summer day should be filled with, if you ask me.

Summer's almost over... that went by so fast!