My Children...

... are strange. Like REALLY strange. Kate walks around and laughs hysterically at nothing. She walks around with her blankie on her head until she runs into something and falls over. She crawls around with her head on the floor until she bumps into something. Are you noticing a theme here?

Audrey screams. Screams when she is happy, sad, mad, content, tired. You name the emotion and she screams. She scrunches her eyes closed and attempts to walks around. She goes into our bathroom, goes through my drawers, finds lotion/soap/toothpaste/body spray bottles and sucks on them like they are bottles.

Emily loves peas but won't touch corn. She sleeps with socks on, no matter what the temperate is. She refuses to get herself dressed. She declares herself the "tootiest".

Ok, so that last one is Chance, but he is weird too.

Obviously they get all these strange traits and habits from Jim. =)