S.A.M. had been playing very quietly in the kitchen while L.K. and I read a book in the living room. He was not very quiet once we pried this sucker out of his sticky little hands.
Somewhere in the high-pitched wailing I swear he looked at me with glazed eyes and shouted that we’d been holding out on him. Life for S.A.M. will never be the same.
4 responses so far ↓
1 Kerrie // Nov 15, 2009 at 6:02 pm
He’s one smart baby!
2 Aunt Shirley // Nov 16, 2009 at 4:10 pm
Y R 2 Funnie! Love your blog!
3 Christina // Nov 17, 2009 at 11:59 am
Oh my god, lol. Is that drool on his shirt?
4 tom | tall clover farm // Dec 21, 2009 at 3:06 pm
I think I saw this poster in the lobby of a Social Services office or what that a Child Protection?
I josh. How lucky S.A.M. is to have parents who let him experience the sweetness of life. Has he tried bacon yet? beer? jerky?
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