It is a time of upheaval in our lives, so it's only fitting that I've found some photos to represent the currently explosion.
A silly child who wrote "NO" on 12 separate sheets of paper and made a trail of them around upstairs (including one GLUED to the door) when he was supposed to be sleeping:
An exploding watermelon that took WAY more rubber bands than we expected:
An explosion averted, when I let Nikolai eat dinner under the table:
With Jesse off taking the bar, there's been more than one moment when it looked like the toy cabinet exploded:
By the time this post has been published, all of the explosions should have subsided. Wish me luck!