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Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Toy Box?
So I was pregnantly sitting on the couch in a my-hips-wont-ache-this-way position and had one leg up which on a two year old level left an open doorway to the couch on the other side. Before I knew it I had, had, through that little triangle space, shoved one dinosaur, 4 books, two dog chew toys, a toy piano, a rubbermaid tub, two XBox styrofoam spacers, a couple Fischer Price people, a Winnie the Pooh, and a My Pet Monster. There may have been a couple other items but I can't remember anymore. As it seemed that Padon was loosing interest in my toy pile (I felt like the lady in the junk heap in the movie The Labyrinth) I unpiled myself when Padon was away but when he saw that I was no longer stacked high with the toys he repiled me in the same way. It seemed very necessary for a picture.
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2 comments:
He is learning to share already. I hope litte Sophia enjoyed those toys.
LOL! I didn't even think of it that way. That's too funny!
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