Monday, November 15, 2010

Elmo

So awhile back I came home from work and John's nose was bright red. Like he had, oh I don't know, colored his nose or something.

Steven couldn't think of why his nose was red. Why oh why.

And then, "oh yeah". Earlier in the day apparently John had decided to crawl around the floor. Crawl around with his nose.

The next day John's nose was a scab.

See?
My nose.

My poor, poor nose.
But Elmo's nose is okay.
Play Elmo Hands Mama. Elmo Hands.
Can you see how cute I am?
I know, my nose is all scab-y.
But see how cute I am?
I'm dancing like Elmo showed me.
Elmo Hands. (a little like Jazz Hands for the toddler-set)
10x better dance moves than his daddy.

Look how old he looks.
My baby.
Say Cheese.


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