Every time I complain about our sleep issues here, the following night is the epitome of Toddler sleep perfection. I should be exploiting that realization and whining endlessly about the nightly wandering and about how a certain someone is STILL ending up in my bed (I do not accept the blame for this issue HINT HINT HINT), but I got distracted. I finally had a chance to wine and dine Mr. Canon. Last night he made it all the way to first base with me. There's a chance that he may just score if he goes out with me again. During our deep conversations and special bonding, he asked me to download the photos that Mr. Husband had taken over the past few weeks. He said I would not regret it, and he was SO right.

Man -oh- man were there some interesting finds on that memory card. Some of those photos just plain screamed at me to share them as they are absolutely proof positive of superior camera abilities. Clearly, I have been wasting my time with that cheap jerk Mr. Sony. Mr. Canon may be snooty, but he is so right in thinking he's better than everybody else. So, here is the world through the eyes of Mr. Canon and Mr. Husband.

Tomorrow I'll probably resume my endless whining about sleep. Perhaps I'll even tell the tale of how last night I had to slide backwards on my butt to escape the Toddler's room in the middle of the night, while doing my best to avoid a stellar puddle of cat puke right outside her door. That wasn't even the most notable adventure of the night. Good times, good times.

(Can you tell I'm just trying to do that reverse jinx thing to our sleeping habits again?)

This one deserves to be shared because it's just such an Alexis moment. Curling up on the couch with a favorite book while sporting Dora pajamas? That's Alexis in a nutshell.

When Alexis isn't reading, she's very likely playing with one of her babies.

The diaper on the head phenomenon is a daily occurrence these days. We have a few hundred photos to prove it.

There were, by far, more photos of dogs and cats than there were of the Toddler. I love this one, and Mr. Canon obviously rocks because Jasmine is about as photogenic as a dirty mop. (Note to self: Consider suspending the habit of using her to scrub the kitchen floor. We do own a mop.)

Of course, there are a few dozen pictures of Meg. This was my favorite since she is clearly rolling her eyes at the never-ending flashes.

And then we hit gold. I cannot explain this. I cannot pretend to understand it. I just know that I found it and I SWEAR I didn't take it. Apparently? Mr. Husband thought this was a photo that needed to be taken.

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