A few weeks back, the middle kiddo we were looking after walked downstairs carrying a blue sharpie in his hand, with the marker smeared across his chest (when he was supposed to be napping). Our stomachs sank.

If there is one thing that fostering three kiddos showed us over the course of three weeks, it’s that people will surprise you and go above and beyond…

Not sure if it’s because we’re stressed or excited or what, but every night, once we put the kids to bed and they’re all sound asleep, we sneak off into the kitchen and…

An alternate title for this post could be: A Bunch of Photos of the Back of the Kid’s Heads While They Stare at Fish.