Just had to post some pictures of C today. She is my 35 lb tazmanian devil. I could fill pages about daily life with C but I'll leave you with this little tidbit...

I was very tired last night and just wanted to get the kids to bed and fall into bed myself. I was trying to keep C quiet because Dad was already sleeping (he gets up at 4 am) and I was failing miserably. You see, after about 9pm she starts winding up and the word quiet isn't in her vocabulary. I had accomplished getting her teeth brushed semi-quietly and thought to myself..."not bad, now I just need to go get her pj's and we'll be all set"..... I walked into her bedroom and turned on the light......I about fell over......it looked like a tornado had hit! How did I not feel the 100 mile an hour winds?? I was in shock, to say the least. She had slipped in to her room at some point during the day and used the unsupervised opportunity to take every piece of clothing out of every drawer in her dresser out and hurl it out into various parts of the bedroom! Apparently she was angry with one of her brothers. Yeah.......a day in the life of C.....