First of all, Porter is trying to learn that he cannot bite us or rip the glasses off our faces. When we use a stern voice with him, this is what we get...
yeah....we finally got our first real snow storm of the year. Allen found Miles his very own kid size snow shovel. Our worker bee Miles was in heaven. He didn't want to come in. When I insisted he come in to warm up he said, "I just want to finish Bethany's driveway"
(our neighbor)!
I didn't get any shots of Quincy playing outside, but I got one of him after he came in to warm up. His hands were freezing, so I wrapped him up like a burrito. This is his "my hands are freezing" look. Pretty cold!
Quincy also complained of a tummy ache. So when I explained to him that a bandaid only helps stratches etc....and wouldn't help a hurting tummy...of course he still wanted the bandaid to help it feel better. Silly mom left out the package of bandaids and soon his tummy was covered.
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Tell Allen not to be so mean to my little buddy. Poor little guy, he just wants to be cute all day long...no harm done. Not Allen, Porter.
That is the cutest/saddest picute!!
I love the little tidbits about your boys on the blog. They are so cute! I can totally relate to the bandaid thing. Maryam wants a bandaid for every little thing . . . but she doesn't like to wear them long.
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