Monday, October 19, 2009

the T is for Trouble

... this kid has more spunk and attitude than any 18 month old I have ever met. Must be the Irish in him. He takes his 4 year old brother on ... and for the most part wins.

Sometimes I put him in his crib while I brush my teeth and the like. Only safe place for this rugrat. This is not his brightest moment. Not by a mile. (I still can't figure out how he refuses to where pants in our house where the thermostat never really gets above 60 degrees these days).

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