Church Service -- or 3 Ring Circus?

Yes, they may look innocent. But under those cheesy smiles and chubby cheeks they are a traveling 3 ring circus.

The cast: (from left to right)

Ryan: the One-Man-Show

My nephew is one of the funniest almost 2-year-olds I've ever seen. He's even funnier in church where you're trying desperately hard to act your age and not bust out laughing. He spent most of the hour alternating between jumping up and down on Caroline's legs/feet singing "I'm jumping on Mommy! I'm standing on Mommy!," informing the one year old behind us who was checking out his stuffed cow "This is my Cowie -- you can't eat him," and intermittently yelling "SKUNK!!!" at the top of his lungs.

Evelyn: the Acrobat and Singer

She spent the entire time either "singing" at the top of her little lungs (dada da da DA!!! da da DA!!!) and trying to dive off of Caroline's lap (almost succeeding once). Life evidently looks better upside down . . . or when you're being held . . . or when you're crawling on the floor (apparantly what ever you're NOT doing currently is way, way better).

Luke: the Crew and Backstage Supporter

While he is generally the Ringleader, he was actually very quiet. He just kept egging the others on (stealing snacks and toys, etc). Only one minor break down when we informed him that he could not, infact, eat the peanut butter sandwich at 930 that we'd saved for lunch.

Thanks to my saint of a sister Caroline (who also happens to be 6 months pregnant) for braving 3 children and coming to help me while Ken's out of town.