unders

I e-mailed this to a couple of people and then thought it was too good not to share with many. Though the amount of people who actually look at our blog is probably less than the amount that I sent it to.

So there is a tiny art museum at the third floor of the albany airport. We checked it out the last time we went to pick up grandparents.
I thought these unders were perfect in celebration of Eli's completion of pooping on the potty for the last week or so. Then I read the caption and couldn't stop laughing, okay really just only smiling loudly on the inside.
I should I have taken a picture of just the underwear though, not that I don't love Eli.