You may be wondering why my usually cheerful Clark is so serious in this picture.
Well, Hurricane Jack has struck again (and again, and again)--I tried to get a picture of him in action, but he was too fast, so it turned out blurry.
However, when he stopped to laugh his evil laugh, I snapped a picture really quickly.
"Bwahahahahahaha!!"Now, this is what happens when your toddler is your hairstylist. Note the bobby pin hanging helplessly from a couple of strands of hair. It just flat-out gave up. I decided to put this picture in this post, because it kind of symbolizes how I'm feeling about today thus far.
As I was in the front room, nursing this baby,
the following happened:Jack found our stash of birthday gifts in the closet--and thoroughly enjoyed strewing them all over the computer room...
After which he found my wax paper and decided it would make a good nest...
Followed by a redecorating of the nursery...
He then found several DVDs we've been storing on the shelf in his closet (I'm beginning to rethink how I've got my storage system laid out). 
The Piece de Resistance, however, is when he introduced two full bottles of lotion to our bedspread and carpet. 
...and it's still only 2:30 in the afternoon. No wonder I fall into bed exhausted every night.
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I sure love you and have loved visiting with you the last couple weeks. Thanks for all your encouragement! It meant a lot to me.