So, Paul was in time-out (possibly over his gleeful attitude immediately following another poop-in-the-tub event, possibly not). I sat down on the time-out stairs and asked him why Daddy was so upset (possibly because he got stuck with cleaning-poo-water-off-of-a-slew-of-toys duty ((duty! *snicker*) again). Paul asked me why, and I asked him what he thought.
He crinkled his face into a perfectly quizzical look, tapped his head with an index finger, murmured "think, think, think. . ." and then said, "Mommy, when I tap my head like this, all I think about is a horse riding a fish."
Well played.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Florida Adventure 2012 - Days 3 & 4
On Day 4, we saw Bave to get out of the rain. That night, Paul, Grandpa, and I went to visit the Brazilian side of our family. Here is a photo of my father with the matriarch of that side of the family. Her husband was my grandmother's first cousin. Despite the fact that they all were speaking Portuguese, we had a very nice time.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Florida Adventure 2012 - Day 1
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