Elim did

what every little brother must endure at least once in his life: sister inflicted dress up.
They called him "Eleanor" and "Patriot" (huh?), laughing hysterically. 
Good thing at 6 mo. old he has no clue.


Elim did

Me: Hey Cade, I thought you had the baby, where is he?
Cade: I put him on the counter.

Oh my.