Getting these two in a picture at the same time is a rather difficult challenge. If Grayson isn't trying to stuff a paci down Sloan's mouth, he's giving her kisses or trying to squeeze her head. So sweet really, but as any two-and-a-half-year-old acts around a baby...he's, well, not so gentle. Luckily, daddy was here to help out.
Oh, I love them!
On another note, I asked Jamie to pick up some dog food from the pet store today. He came home with a fish. Looks like we have another pet. Sigh. We decided on naming him Dublin in honor of St. Patrick's Day. It should be interesting to see how long little Dublin survives this house. And by house, I mean Grayson!
Happy St. Patty's Day!