Raining Gold Fish and Raisins

Oh my what a week. Yesterday in church Weston took his bag of snacks and was swinging it around so Mike grabbed it from him and and before you could say 'irreverent' the bag exploded and gold fish and raisins flew up in to the air and scattered as far as the eye could see. Luckily we knew the people in the row in front of us because they got the brunt of it.



Now today I was filling up the Pur water tank thingy for the fridge and while the first batch of water was being filtered in Weston somehow pulled the whole thing off the counter onto the floor. There was probably a gallon of water in it so far. I don't know how it didn't come down on his head. Arg! This kid is driving me to the loony bin! It's a good thing he is cute.


Take a look at my little concert pianist:



























Who couldn't love such a trouble maker?

HOP ON POP!