Thursday, April 19, 2012

April 19, 2012

Peter only crawls when we aren't looking . . . otherwise he moves around like an inchworm . . .

Shoot!  I have been busted . . .

Must appear overly angry . . .

OK, I have spun around and am now casually reading a book about rainbows  . . . I wasn't crawling . . . look at the rainbow . . . isn't it beautiful (intense distraction techniques at play here)


Now I must sleep . . . my attempts at subterfuge are exhausting . . . and yes, this is how I sleep . . . and yes, I sleep with a small rabbit . . . his name is Travis . . . I love him and he is very masculine!