Poor Ethan. Last night I went in to check on him and found he'd rolled off his "bed" (a blanket on the floor). He'd also apparently rolled onto this Cruch bar wrapper that Amara had tossed aside earlier in the day, then rolled over again.
And this one... he thinks its funny to hike up his pants like this, and let's face it, it is funny. The other great thing here is that he's standing in front of a little desk light (the only light we have in the living room) and being giant Ethan. Both he and Amara do this a lot, making their shadows reach all the way up to the ceiling. The look on his face is great, isn't it?
Poor Ethan. Last night I went in to check on him and found he'd rolled off his "bed" (a blanket on the floor). He'd also apparently rolled onto this Cruch bar wrapper that Amara had tossed aside earlier in the day, then rolled over again.
And this one... he thinks its funny to hike up his pants like this, and let's face it, it is funny. The other great thing here is that he's standing in front of a little desk light (the only light we have in the living room) and being giant Ethan. Both he and Amara do this a lot, making their shadows reach all the way up to the ceiling. The look on his face is great, isn't it?
2 Comments:
Your blog NEVER fails to make me laugh!!
these pictures are a crack up! I love that his shawdow gets to have a name, what a cutie:)
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