bag raider

I got home last night from visiting Holly with Rachel in Chicago. It was close to bedtime for the boys and they were freshly bathed and pj'd (they smelled so fresh and clean and still had damp hair; the perfect time of day if you ask me). I walked in and set my stuff down. Henry started digging through my bags and William grabbed a few things and ran off. He came back wearing these pearls and carrying this zebra striped wristlet. (Both $1 items at the jewelry show!) He was very serious about this fashionable combo, too. :-)