When we were packing up, I took Parker's shorts off since they were covered in sand, and the next thing I know Connar had his off too. Monkey see, monkey do--that's the story of my life around here. As we left the beach with our friends, we had not only one but three little guys running around in their diapers or Thomas the Train undies. I'm sure nobody minds itty bitties running around half naked, right?! :)
The boys walked in here to go into our building and closed the door behind them thinking they were locking me out, but little did they know they were closing themselves in. Ha! They didn't care though....it was actually fun for them to be in that little area together running around. Silly boys.
How did Parker get big enough to reach the elevator buttons????? Nobody asked me if it was okay for him to grow up.
This is our door. If you open and close the latch covering the numbers that you use to type in your door code too many times or if you type in the incorrect numbers too many times, it locks you out for a couple minutes....we learned that the hard way, thanks to C. :) To his credit, he was just trying to help which I love about him.
While we waited for the door to allow us to try our code again, we hung out in the hall. Thank goodness nobody was out there, because these boys were running up and down the hall after each other......half naked.