What is it with boys...

and worms,

and holding worms,

and shooting things,

and peeing outside,

and transforming,

and smelling things they know don't smell good (in this case, cat food),

and not being normal,

and making their moms not normal,

and not putting their shoes in the appropriate baskets, but instead putting them in a potted plant in the kitchen, 

and being all about their Moms,

and being stinking adorable,

even when they have underwear on their heads?

Oh boy.

Triple the pleasure. Triple the fun.

So glad all 3 are home with me for the summer.