Let us take care of your kids...

We let them play at the top of the stairs...

We introduce them to weaponry...

...of all sorts.

We keep them safely in the dog crate...

Doesn't she look like she's upset? 

Actually, I FOUND Missy Madelyn in here...She had closed the door on herself and was quite pleased with her new little playhouse...Just like you feared, Daisie, you been displaced!

And, BTW, she doesn't even know what to do with the toy guns she found in Jess' room,

 and we didn't tell her either...

She has a big crush on Uncle Jess...He's not quite sure what do to about it!

The batting eyelashes are just too much for him!

And thank goodness Auntie Cait stopped by because she just HAD to see the pony!

 And the dolly with the tiara, too!

Miss Madelyn suffered no harm while in our care...well, except for a little head bump, emphasis on "little"...

In fact, her daddy is witness, she wasn't ready to go home...

I think they have more rules at home...

Is this a problem?