Monday, August 25, 2014

A day in the life

When I look back on John's year from one to two, I'm pretty sure this image will pop up, since it's how he is most days: without a shirt, pounding on the door, calling for the kittens to come say hi.

And then there are those moments you either shake your head or try to forget, like when he reached the bowl of applesauce and decided to feed himself. Hmm, maybe that why he never has a shirt on at home.

"Maybe if I suck in my finger all innocent-like, she'll just laugh."

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