The furthest we've been away from each other

I believe in the five months he has been with us on the outside this might be the furthest we've been away from each other.  I take  107% of the full responsibility for the condition my babies have known as velcro.  They love me and let's see, oh yes, that would be me and me again.  He will tolerate his father and his siblings for a little bit, but don't get crazy. 

There we go.  Much better.  We are now touching cheeks.

Kapaun is developing his repertoire of nicknames quickly.  I've mentioned that I am a master nicknamer and song developer extraordinaire.

His current nicknames are as follows:
1.    Francis Scott Key
2.   Franky Scott Key or just Franky
3.   KJ or Cage
4..   Ka-PON.  We put a heavy emphasis on the PON.
5.  Daymond John (This is John's favorite)  Have you seen the Shark Tank?  We thought he looked like a lighter version of Daymond John, the fashion mogul.
6.  For short, we call him DJ.
7.  Kape
8.  Diddle

Dominic calls him Boy and refers to himself as Big Brother. 

Dominic just told him that Gilbert Blythe was dying.  I know, we all felt the same way.

Just tricking. Gilbert lives!

I couldn't leave wild woman out of the post.  This picture screams many captions.  Teenage rebellion.  I am going to the roller rink and you can't stop me.  Rink Rat.  You can't make me wear more than a onesie.  My hair is a disaster. I just swallowed 13 Lego heads.  How you like me now?

Well, look who pulled it together?  Boots and Sassy jean jacket in all.

I couldn't leave out Zellie either in her daily hat of choice.  She always has a hat on. 

This was taken after her second bath of the day due to a run in with peanut butter and jelly.  It was bad.  Look at her darling curls.

This is her face when I ask her to Smile.  She just keeps her thumb in her mouth and squints her eyes.  It is by far my favorite thing she does.