all is calm

This was my view when I casually glanced over at James while at my mom's house.  All I heard was "Move Brent" (he was crawling towards the bar stools) followed by this image.  Hey, if that's the easiest way to do it, why not?

*Notice Nanny and Declyn just sitting on the couch, merely an observer like myself.  No one interfered. 

This, my friend, is what peace and quiet (and at times Heaven) looks like.

My favorite part about Declyn's sleeping tonight was that every time I looked at the monitor he was in another whacky position.  At one point his arm was completely out of the crib (jammed between two bars) with his face starting to have bar imprints embedded on it.

He's obsessed with shutting doors and trying to turn door knobs.  

Same idea, different pattern of pajamas found here.