Sunday, February 3, 2008

one, two, three...

Last night we were watching a karate movie and realized it was sooooo bad, yet so impossible to turn off. These Lil' Ninjays benefit from the same treatment: they're the worst kids in the world, but we cannot help loving them. They roll around the house all day long, giving the other kiddies headaches and stomach hits, they jump in the air and break windows and they make really crazy sounds. But what can you do, when they take off their masks and look at you with their round wet eyes?