Thursday, November 21, 2013

November 17th


We spent the morning with Steph and painted and played until she had to go home.  We stopped off for a butterbeer first.  You weren't impressed.  No worries, Man, I didn't let it go to waste!

Home again, we played and you were goofy...riding the horse backwards, making silly faces for the camera and riding your bus down the balance line.  You haven't been letting yourself fall asleep with the light off lately, and it took me a while tonight to realize that that pattern had emerged.  Once you finally fell asleep, you were so very out.  

Mister?...Our dog is strange looking.































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