This kid is a daily ticking time bomb. He's a tornado of epic proportions. He's Hurricane Karsten (did we already pass the K's?). He leaves devastation in his wake. He loves to pull out all our games, spread the cards/pieces around, then move on to the next. If I ask him to clean up, he just looks at me and says simply, "I can't." Then continues on his merry way. If I tell him to clean up, he stares at me until I start counting to five. If I start counting to five, he stares at me until I reach five, at which point he puts the pedal to the metal to convince me he's obeying.
What a stinker.
Cute, though.
Ah, whaddayado?
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Oh, and here's your friendly reminder to
GET OUT AND VOTE!
Today if you're voting for Mitt Romney.
Tomorrow if you're voting for Obama.
;)
GET OUT AND VOTE!
Today if you're voting for Mitt Romney.
Tomorrow if you're voting for Obama.
;)
1 comment:
My little Jake must be taking lessons from Karsten as he is already a wiggleworm who destroys anything in his path. He is a little hurricane and he can't even walk yet, and he's sleeping on my lap after a long hour of spreading useless items all over the living room and kitchen floor. These are the days we will miss. Right?
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