Never Leave Guests Unattended...

Mark and I headed out to a baptism Saturday morning, leaving our friends unattended in the house. We came home to find some interesting, albeit disturbing, evidence of the morning's proceeding left on our camera.

I won't even comment on these two...I shiver just looking at them.

Cute little children running on our bed and an uninvited fashion analyst.

Invasion of our deepest thoughts and feelings. Kevin, you better be eating off the spoon that says 'Welcome to Bear Lake Outhouse'

My ice cream food storage significantly depleted. No Taylor, that is not ice cream.

Lots of envious drooling over my lovely lamp...

...and our car.

Somehow, the wives were even convinced to go along with the delinquency.

I don't think our house will ever be the same.


On a happier note, these kiddos were all together for the first time in their short lives. Aren't they adorable?

Thanks for coming, friends...next time leave my ice cream alone (and my purse...and my bathroom...and my....)