Orphaned Photos of the Week, Part Nine.

The day of Ali’s friend E’s birthday party was actually the first time we’d seen the sun in a bazillion years. Ali and AJ were thrilled to get to swing, and I was amazed at how much more comfortable Ali was on a “big girl swing” from last year:

They also played on the trampoline, which gave AJ QUITE the hairdo:

Speaking of Trampolines, we had the pleasure of getting to introduce Woods to the concept of trampolining during their visit to our house. He was a fan, for sure:

Notsomuch a fan of Ali’s mask from E’s Birthday Party, though…

We also took Woods to The McWane Center, where Ali was an eager tour guide:

She explained the intricacies of the water table,

And Woods’ Mama tried to explain the enjoyment that one gets from dressing up, although I don’t think he was convinced.

He was, however, all about some construction work.

Woods also got to experience his first Target buggy, as they are not so privileged to have Super Targets in Charleston (something so grievous that it might make his Momma move back here).

Last week, we had a get together back at E’s house again. I think Ali was a bit concerned about AJ moving in on her man during their Wii game…

After all, she’s pretty transparent about her feelings for him:

(In her defense, the day she chose that as her mood, she said “I’m love struck today because I love you, Mommy.” I think it might have been a cover story, though.)

Back to E’s house. The babies made a great cheering crowd for all of the Wii play, as long as they had all of the Concession-Stand-Formula that they wanted:

At lunch, Christen practiced what it would be like to be Mrs. Duggar, except with half the number of kids:

But all it took was half to make her realize that she was not going to be the next Mrs Duggar:

Ali had her second hair cut last week. She was so excited about wearing a T-Shirt again that she begged me to let her keep it:
She also enjoyed getting her hair washed by Miss Shannon again. There are definitely narcotic elements in their shampoo:

And, finally, I’ve been doing a lot of bed changing this week, due to one sort of accident or another. I took this picture so that one day when Ali complains about my style of mothering, I can remind her of all of the work I went through for her.

…And because I was totally stunned that enough pee could come out of my child’s body to soak THIS MANY different items.

Motherhood. It’s a Dirty Job. Mike Rowe, where are you?