Megan really is crazy!

Sissy and I usually have lots of fun together. Mainly because she and I both have a 47th chromosome. I think scientists are calling it Crazy Nuts I'm afraid that Charlie and Cole also inherited this extra little link. Oops! I think Megan is crazier and she thinks that I'm crazier, but as you can see from the pictures, Megan is the crazy one. As a matter of a fact, she is going to be going on tour this fall for American Gladiator. Her stage name will be "Seasons" because she's "hot like the summer, fierce like the winds of fall, icy like..." some other nonsense I can't remember. She even says Seasons in a voice that gets the boys going. One night, John and I came home from a date and Megan was partially dressed in her Seasons get up (see above). When we went to check on the boys. Gloria, our loyal guard-dog who sleeps on Charlie's bed, took one look at Megan, hopped off the bed, barked and chased her out of the room. Megan almost wet her pants. True story. Anyway, I think she's a little nuts, but I love her just the same.