When we were getting ready for the Christmas show the other night, and we walked in the living room to find the tree laying on it's side, that was aggravating.
We have an amazing amount of this particular picture in the past month's file. At least I got to drive most of the time because the shotgun chair is really the stewardess chair, and that job sucks.
Thank you Uncle Brian
Your current obsessions: Honey Comb, toothbrushes, the daily report from daycare, and your blanket.
This is what I mean boys when I tell you not to teach them things. They do whatever you are doing. Elaine can now make shooting sounds and point and aim the toy rolling pin from the kitchen set.