Cousins Ahoy!

We got in a little cousin time last month.  It was tons of fun!  Vivi is finally getting old enough to play with everyone else, and the boys were kind enough to indulge her.  There was a random laundry basket laying around, and...well.

She had no trouble putting all three of them to work.

They hauled her all around the first floor as she cackled and urged them to, "GO FASTER!"

Strangely, they all willingly complied.

Eventually they got tired, and she managed to sucker Uncle Joe into captaining the ship.

Turns out he can go much faster than the boys.

And, when even Uncle Joe got tired, she spent some time hiding under the basket and yelling, "SAVE ME!  I'M IN A CAGE!"

Shawn was very, very confused as to why someone would willingly imprison themselves. Child ain't no fool.

Get Out, Ollie

Dang right that's a fort.

 Made of couch cushions.  In our living room.  It's Vivi's new favorite pastime.   She pleads very sweetly for us to build them, and then hangs out in there.  It is alternately a castle, a dragon lair, or whatever she is feeling like.

Porter could care less when we make forts, but Ollie?

Ollie really wants in.

And Vivi is having none of it.  Ever.

That's okay.  Ollie is sneaky.

But not sneaky enough.

Yes, that's right.  I'm in there, too, defending the keep from the fierce Schmaltz.  (Child, please.  Like there was going to be a giant pillow fort and I WASN'T going to get in there?  Don't be silly).

"Mom, PLEASE.  I so want to be in there with you and Vivi."

And Vivi's response?  "Get out, Ollie."  Poor thing.