It’s difficult for me sometimes to pick up where I left off, especially if I left off a while ago. Hence, I have wanted to write a blog post for nearly a week, but after several starts and deletes, I just gave up.
In such times, there’s only one thing to do: Let the pictures speak for themselves.
Unless, of course, they can’t.
Humor has been important to me these last few weeks, and the Foglings never fail to deliver in copius quantities.
One day, LK was too busy to deal with a bloody nose, so he improvised.
Another day, I hit my head on something while taking laundry down to the basement. There, hanging 5 feet in the air, I saw…
…Pokado had been there and left a calling card.
The now-toddling Princess offered up her own humor by following the dog around commanding “Sit! Sit!” in an attempt to attach a pair of suspenders to his collar as a leash.
And ever loyal Arc is ever ready to give me his signature smoulder.
Then there’s the Dearliest’s efforts to humor me:
I can’t tell you how much I love and hate this.
Until next time!