Hurricane Trey, Category 5

Not a whole lot else to say! That coffee table has become a sacrificial altar it seems lately. You saw the hair mousse a couple of weeks ago. This morning it was a box of cereal. Apparently, if you shake 'em hard enough, those sippy cups can do a little damage too.

The 1st picture up there is garlic powder. An industrial size bottle of garlic powder. Lance's friend brought over a huge box of condiments, spices, cans, etc. from his house since he was moving and we were laughing at how he had two of those huge bottles of garlic powder. A little while later Lance says, "I thought there were two of those?"

Next are my ...*sniff*...glasses. Still can't find one of the lenses. R.I.P.

Next would be our son in a very familiar spot of late, time-out or the Naughty Step as the Supernanny calls it! You can see, on this day he worked so hard wreaking havoc he fell fast asleep.


And the last pic is from a couple of days ago when he came up to me and said, "Mommy! Boobies!" I had to go get the camera.