Boys will be boys... or not

Yesterday I found Parker doing this:



...using his nerf gun - one of LAST year's Christmas presents - to shoot little foam bullets at the ornaments on THIS year's Christmas tree. What is it with males wanting to shoot stuff? Once there's a gun in their hands, they see targets everywhere they look.


Then this morning, I found Lincoln looking like this:



...which is how I discovered that my beloved 2-year-old has grown tall enough to reach things that are sitting on top of my dresser (a place that had previously been safe from his little hands). He handed me the tube of mascara with the explanation that he wanted to look "boo-full" (beautiful) like Mommy.