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kyburgBuzz Aldrin is going to be just down my street signing books on the 8th of August. WIN!
I call home to tell Jim he's got a date with a queue.
Xander answers the phone. "Hallo!"
Baby, go give the phone to Baba.
"BAAABAAA!"
Nothing. We then continue to have an entire conversation, but Jim never picks up. Xander also gives up and hangs up the phone.
I call back. Jim answers, and it sounds like he's been run hard and put up wet. And it's not even 11:00 yet.
And then Xander breaks in from the phone in our bedroom. Jim now realizes what he's got on his hands...me, I'm dying. This is so cute, there isn't enough word for it.
But the kid is literally bouncing off the walls.
Do I want to go home and make sure Jim isn't about to fall down? Oh very yes.
(Just for added excitement? His paycheck has gone missing! HOORAY.)
I call home to tell Jim he's got a date with a queue.
Xander answers the phone. "Hallo!"
Baby, go give the phone to Baba.
"BAAABAAA!"
Nothing. We then continue to have an entire conversation, but Jim never picks up. Xander also gives up and hangs up the phone.
I call back. Jim answers, and it sounds like he's been run hard and put up wet. And it's not even 11:00 yet.
And then Xander breaks in from the phone in our bedroom. Jim now realizes what he's got on his hands...me, I'm dying. This is so cute, there isn't enough word for it.
But the kid is literally bouncing off the walls.
Do I want to go home and make sure Jim isn't about to fall down? Oh very yes.
(Just for added excitement? His paycheck has gone missing! HOORAY.)
