Ten days and still getting along

My sister and I love nothing more than to buy matching outfits for Frankie, Molly and Sylvie, but this time it was totally accidental. It turns out that we just have preternaturally similar tastes because we both purchased these pink dresses at WalMart several states apart.


Now these matching nightgowns, on the other hand, were totally intentional. Can't you feel the love between cousins? Except for the times that Jude slaps Molly, or Molly slaps Jude, or Frankie refuses to play what Sylvie wants to play, and Sylvie doesn't want Frankie to drink from the hose....

I can only hope my brother-in-law is not reading my blog, because he would not be happy to see his son in a nightgown. But poor Jude was feeling left out of the matching action and wanted to wear one, too. We couldn't resist. It was only belatedly that we realized that a good cousin shot was rendered unframe-able because of the cross-dressing. Though he looks quite beautiful, I think.


And, Matt, if you are reading this, we tried to take it off him, but this was the result.