Not Yet

Grandma Lynette purchased this exersaucer (or whatever it's called) at a yard sale this summer. She had been storing it in her basement until the boys were age appropriate. We busted it out yesterday for Jackson. It might be hard to tell, but try to find his toes. They are nowhere close to the base. He was just "hanging" in mid air. So halarious, because he minded not one bit.


This is a night outfit. It cracks me up with its long-john look and a type of hat that only an old man holding a candle lantern would wear.