So, second living room, which we affectionately refer to as "the lounge." When we moved in, we removed the doors of this former bedroom to allow free movement between both the hallway and kitchen. All I've had to do for the past four years is accidentally shove our lazy friends right into the lounge when I pass by them in the kitchen--brilliant!
We spend most of our time in the lounge when at home, and this past Saturday was no exception... except for two special overnight guests, Aunties Rachel and Melissa, who had been out celebrating old birthdays with Momma Meg the night before. For one day, and one day only, the addition of a queen-size blow-up mattress transformed the Lounge... into the Uber Lounge. That's right, people, had we actually stood up at any point that day, we could have fallen in pretty much any direction and hit nothin' but cushiony goodness.
Lucky for you, our crack team of photographers and videographers was on hand to witness this action-packed day.
Take that, President-elect Obama! This team of go-getters could teach you a thing or two about crossing stuff off your To Do list.
Baby butts: they're cuter than your butt.
Baby butt in action...
General cuteness...
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