Clark is
all boy. He loves running and jumping and climbing. He loves sticks and puddles and rocks and mud. He loves swords and guns and bows and arrows. He loves tractors and race cars and trains and airplanes and fire engines and garbage trucks.
Lately all this being a boy has meant making big boy messes. Like last week when he dumped his cup of lemonade on my newly mopped kitchen floor. Like yesterday when I got suckered into having a Kirby vacuum demonstration (hey, at least they shampooed my living room carpet!) for almost
three hours, and they leave all the gross dirt piles--I mean used filters--everwhere so you can see what a mess your life is, and Clark decides to drive his train through them when I'm not looking. Nice.
Clark is all boy. He loves running and jumping and climbing. He loves sticks and puddles and rocks and mud. He loves swords and guns and bows and arrows. He loves tractors and race cars and trains and airplanes and fire engines and garbage trucks.
Lately all this being a boy has meant making big boy messes. Like last week when he dumped his cup of lemonade on my newly mopped kitchen floor. Like yesterday when I got suckered into having a Kirby vacuum demonstration (hey, at least they shampooed my living room carpet!) for almost three hours, and they leave all the gross dirt piles--I mean used filters--everwhere so you can see what a mess your life is, and Clark decides to drive his train through them when I'm not looking. Nice.
Comments
i've been loving all the posts...your st. pat's day looked so darn cute.
and i'm so great. did you see gwen's cute haircut?
and how are you? i'd love to run into you somewhere again...
clark is definitely a handsome little guy, and looks like he's cooking up some wild adventure for you to clean up. fun times.