Mr. Laners

So this isn't my kid, but we like to steal him sometimes. Actually he is my twin sister's son, Lane. I absolutely adore him, but the relationship was tested a bit last weekend when we watched him for almost three days. His mom and dad were on a pioneer trek. He managed to shatter a glass picture frame, break my watch, eat my cupcake, kick me in the eye (I thought it would turn black) and throw up all over me. Talented kid, huh? I seriously love him to pieces, but I was pretty done by the time they got home. Thanks, Shelley, for giving me a good taste of motherhood. I just renewed my birth control :)