While I"m waiting for some diapers to wash (so Wilson has clean 'undies' in the morning) I'm sitting in my dark house early thinking... HEY! I could blog! Joan/Karl is in the crate next to me, and one of them must be having a dream because they are faintly barking in a distressed manner. It's kind of funny.
Anyway... Ryan and I went shopping last night at Old Navy, and I guess I was taking too long because Ryan decided he wanted to go next door to Toys R Us. Next thing I know I get this picture begging me to let Ryan buy it for him...
It was a little jet ski on wheels. I'll admit, it was adorable... I mean, look how happy that kid is! But the sensible part of me realized that Wilson is way to young for it.... and we don't need it. So we put it back on the shelf and walked away. Wilson started whining pretty bad when we were walking out... but after about 20 seconds he forgot why and was his happy self again. It's a good thing babies have the memory of a goldfish. I now just have these images to haunt me.
1 comment:
You should get him one for Christmas.
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