Moose can sleep through anything.
Except, you know, the night. ;o)
Sullivan, showing off his impeccable table manners.
This is how he fed himself some of Daddy's birthday smoothie.
Again, showing of that famous Sully etiquette.
And...showed up at the table with his bike helmet. Again.
Keaton finally got the courage to pick up Moose and carry him around. This morning, Moose got up on the table and started drinking the milk out of Keaton's cereal bowl. I shooed Moose away and Keaton said "It's okay, Mama. Moose is my best friend."
Moose is, apparently, the Bathtime Safety Inspector.
As soon as the boys get out of the tub, Moose and Jack-Jack jump right in.
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