6.21.2007

so it begins

It was a morning like most other mornings. A crabby Mommy on the computer. A Papa putting on his suit. A baby on the floor, wanting the one toy that happens to be completely out of reach.
SCREAMINGSCREAMINGSCREAMINGMOANINGMOANINGSREAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMINGGGGG


*silence*
I turn around.
He has the toy.

2 comments:

Michael said...

No pix?

Christi said...

YIKES.