Thursday, December 6, 2007
His new game
Blah Blah Blah Blah
One day Evan picked up the phone, pushed some buttons and placed it under his chin. He started to chatter and walk around the house. He has now started to parrot what I do. I could not stop laughing and made many international calls boasting of my brilliant son. Then it hit me, am I on the phone too often? Oh Lord....
That's my boy!
Where's B sharp?
Poor Fatty Kat
I don't need no stinkin' clothes
This is how Evan takes a bath--Daddy style
It was a sad sad day
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