hangin' on the deck

Here are Zak and I in a rare moment of repose. We're very, very wiggly these days. When Mom or Dad try to rock us, we just want to grab their glasses and pull their hair (Mom's is much easier to yank, but Dad's will do in a pinch). When they read to us, we practice crawling backwards. And when Mom gives us a bath, look out. She ends up as soaked as we are! But we make up for all these shenanigans by being adorably cute and precious, as you can see here.

And yes, our hair looks really red in the sunlight.