Clare had a rough week. She caught her brother's cold and she fully entered the Constantly Injured phase of toddlerhood -- hence the huge goose eggon her forehead.
Xander uses his play sword for -- what else! -- weed-whacking.
Pretending he doesn't want his picture taken.
Clare on an important phone call.
Clare's window is the only one that faces our neighbor's back yard from this side of the house. I generally discourage him from doing this, because...
Clare tries to copy everything Xander does.
Heading down the stairs.
She refuses to go down backwards, which gives Mama heart palpitations.
We all went downtown to the annual fall ArtsWalk Friday evening.
It was fun -- until the rain began to pour down through the sunshine.
Clare played with Play-Doh for the first time on Saturday morning.
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