Art class

Ryan got her inner Picasso on yesterday and apparently no canvas was off limits...
Uber serious about her work

Playdate love

Should I be concerned?

I should probably be more concerned they are wrestling/hugging amongst a pile of rocks, shouldn't I?

The Puffy Vest

The girls have a ridiculous obsession with their puffy vests from Old Navy.  I often find them playing dress up in the hall closet - hats, gloves, shoes and their beloved vests.  When I bought them, the white was for Ryan, the blue for Reese; however one of my more opinionated, fashion-minded children deemed the blue one was hers.  Poor Reese now sports an eight sizes too big white vest that is better suited as a parka.
Zipping them up is apparently the 'fun' part of playing puffy vests.

Eating

In honor of the holiest of bad eating days, the Reesers in a photo montage I will call "eating":
Ignore the chair, our furniture tends to give off a caked-on-yogurty-glow these days. It's in style, if you didn't know.

Sunday Spencer Series

Super Bowl edition.....
Additional guests this morning, apparently being reprimanded....not sure they'll be returning.
Stirring dad's cup of cream, with a hint of coffee.

They are very bendy

Our girls, that is.  I mentioned the gymnastics classes last week and here are a few more pics.  We are one week in to a nine week tumbling adventure and the ladies are taking it seriously around here with plenty of practice at home.
Some grainy iPhone shots from last week
Watching Reese is quality entertainment people. Trust me. Seriously I should sell tickets to the public to watch. That leotard on her precious body is Aaaa-mazing.

Spice be gone.....

I did some early spring cleaning in my spice cabinent the other day and found a trusty helper who was in HEAVEN.   Goodbye my cinnamon (that expired in '09, oops).
She made one hell of an expired all-spice mix.