Orange Ya Glad You've Got Awesome Cousins?

We went to lunch today with my favorite mini men.  Besides the fact that Braydon looks evil in this pic, they had a good time.  They are already conspiring against Katie and me.

Notice how they are all wearing orange...this was an accident but we thought, "my how cute!  Let's try to get a picture of them all together!"

They discussed it amongst themselves.

And then boldly refused to make any effort at being cute.

Bryson forgot the "no smiling" pact they made.

Then he remembered.

We didn't even need cute.  We would have been happy with normal.

And then Braydon wore Molly's bow.

In Other News...

For the last few days, Molly has been picking little bits of crap off the floor (not actual crap) and I've been saying (over and over and over) "No, don't eat that.  It's icky."

Today, she said to me, "Mother, you are a terrible housekeeper.  I'm disgusted by the state of our home and insist you raise your standards."

And by that I mean she said, "mama" and proceeded to hand me every piece of dirt/dust/fuzz/hair/food particle she could find.  Constantly.  All. Day. Long.

Don't get me wrong.  I'm happy she's not eating it.  But really Mol?  Hunting down the garbage just so you can rub it in my face?

Baby McJudgyson.