It’s Election Day which means it’s a holiday, which means all the wee Kelleys are off from school {insert raise the rood hands here.}  I love a good break from the normal day, so even though I’m not very political, I will gladly celebrate Election Day for a day off from the norm.  (And my camera is still broken so again…more phone pictures.  I need a camera doctor asap.)  We started the day off right with Mickey Mouse pancakes.

This guy sat right here until his pancake was done.  Sol takes his breakfast very serious.  And is pretty dramatic about it most days.  He would eat pancakes or waffles every single day for the rest of his life…I truly believe that.  I envision Sol being the guy who says, “Don’t talk to me in the morning before I have my coffee waffles.”

Our November leaves are coming right along.  Today was Sol’s turn again…The Batcave.  This is so beyond fitting.

I discovered a major slice of skin missing from the bottom of Amon’s big toe.  I have no clue what happened, but it resulted in his first bandaid.  Everyone “awwwww” together because I am aware of how cute his little feet and toes are.

There has been lots of outside play.  It is so crazy cold, but are my kids the only ones who behave better outside.  I don’t care how cold it gets this winter.  Parka up kids…we’re going outside.

Giving Amon shots is kind of getting old.  He has an appointment this Friday with radiology.  I am crossing my fingers and toes we will be able to bid blood thinner adieu.

I really like our toothbrushes…I feel like we have a great toothbrush color pallet going on.  I wonder what color Amon’s will be when he finally gets some teeth.

He kills me.  Like were talking just slays me.  What am I going to do?  Seriously, I’m afraid he’s going to ruin our stern and level headed parenting.  I’m afraid he’ll just ask and we’ll cave.  Maybe it’s the eyes.  I must start avoiding all eye contact.

Huddy takes his love of blades very serious.  At any given point in the day, he is always packing some sort of knife or sword or just something that can slice.  It’s very serious business.  You do not want to cross him in a dark alley.

I found this at the top of the steps today.  I’m going to go ahead and make my prediction…Harper will be a heart surgeon with an illustrating job on the side.

And I discovered I can always get at least one good smiling pictures from the kids if I ask them to do a mad face, happy face and then silly face.  Every time there is a good smiling keeper.  That middle one…that’s the gold.  Well, maybe they’re all gold.

Happy Election Day!