I’d like to give a heart felt shout out, sincere expression of gratitude, and virtual high-five to the inventor of the gift bag.
I would have never finished my Christmas wrapping if not for that blessed soul. See:
Especially with these two around…
For both… the wrapping paper was a snack, the tape dispenser a teething apparatus and the ribbon a downright fascinating toy.
Despite being quite distracting, they did keep me company while filling in the bottom of our tree this weekend… their conversations are quite enlightening…
oh look, there she is with the camera again. let’s interact and give her some good material.
mom, please make me look good on the internets this time. There are some mommies of cute baby girls that read this blog and I need them to like me.
kid, please… just, no. Pretend you didn’t see me. I need to finish my 43rd nap of the day.
crap. he totally saw me.
MWAHAHAHAHA! Yes, I saw you. You are MINE. MINE. MINE. Come closer, you larger than life squeaky toy!
seriously… it’s time to take these two bottom teeth and get a matching set up top by gnawing on some bulldog wrinkles… num-num-num
kid, I’m only putting up with this because I know you’re going to hook me up with some sweet potato and avocado later.
I don’t know what he’s talking about, mom. Seriously. I eats all those foods myself, with my own two teethums.