Just another day in the newsroom

As soon as I get into the shower, we are like our own News Team around here.

NT is the broadcaster. "WAHHHH!!!"

I am the investigative reporter (head sudsy with shampoo). "What is going on out there?"

J is the on-the-scene reporter. "He tried to take my Lego ship."

Here I make a plea for "just 5 minutes" of fraternal harmony, so that the investigative reporter can rinse the soap out of her eyes. 

Then we load up the stroller and head to a local park, always on the lookout for a good story.