Pig pile!
Jack's favorite occupation nowadays: climbing the stairs. It's even more fun with his little protectors, provided they don't try to stop him or get in his way. He's only had a few falls. Hard to believe that a month ago he wasn't crawling or pulling himself up on things or eating food with textures. He's come an amazingly long way in four weeks.

Chloe came downstairs yesterday with this outfit on, sans skirt, wanting to know if it was okay to wear to the store. Choking back (barely) my laughter, I told her to go put on a skirt or pants. The outfit was obscene without them. So I figured she'd put on something made of denim. No, we had to make the outfit even more outrageous. Someday I'm going to wear a sign saying "Yes, my daughter dresses herself." If you knew what kind of fight she puts up if I dare suggest something more appropriate and easier on the eyes, you'd know it's really not worth the huge amount of energy it takes most of the time. She definitely has a huge artistic streak, though, and I don't want to squash that. Just maybe DIRECT it into other avenues, like painting and coloring. :-)