Summer Vaycay

Here is my Jonathan.
And my Ellie.

Don't they look sweet and angelic?

It is only the first week of Summer vacation and already I have had to invent a new rule for them. It goes, "No making up songs that say mean words about each other and then insisting that you are singing about a different Ellie or a different Jonathan."

We don't even know any other Ellies or Jonathans.

And also, when I went to do laundry (bluck) every single one of Ellie's t-shirts had fudgesicle on it.