When he's not contained in his highchair (which still doesn't contain any messes), he is thieving. We can't find my car keys--anywhere! We have torn the house apart, checked all his secret hiding/stash spots, we have said a little prayer, we have asked him a bunch of times nicely and then quite frantically, we have given him daddy's keys and followed him around to watch if he stashed them anywhere...and come up empty handed. He has done this before with daddy's keys and after asking him, he went and found them and brought them to me. But with my keys, it is a whole different story. Oh, and he absconded with the pepper grinder, so my egg on toast is pretty bland right now. I'm sure the pepper and car keys are co-habitating in the most random place. Maybe I'll check inside the waffle iron one more time...
Monday, February 02, 2009
Redneck baby enjoys pasta w/ devil's food cake and playing "keep away" with camera
Posted by Mix Family at 10:50 AM
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6 comments:
hahahahaha! look at that face! i love the close up of him just eating. haha!
What a cute little guy! Looks like it's time for great-grandma Hillams "the plastic table cloth-under the high chair trick". He is very proud of his messes!! Better put those keys up out of his reach when you find them and get everything off the floor that is valuable before your human vacuum absconds them! The life of a two-year old is precious:)))
oh! chubby caleb! i like how he's out in the middle of the floor so he can't reach over and touch anything. every man is an island... or something like that. :)
I love egg on toast too!
I saw Cannon eat Jambalaya the same way
I saw Cannon eat Jambalaya the same way
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