January 26, 2010

Uh, okay..


One morning Gus was laying in my bed and he looked at me and said, "Mom, I want to walk up there and look at the doors." Uh, what? He pointed down the hall and up at the ceiling. He was intent on walking on the ceiling, so James did his fatherly duty and made his dreams come true. He was not impressed, clearly not as cool as he had imagined.

2 comments:

Peter and Lacy said...

i always wanted to do that too i thought it would be funny to have to step over the door jams into the next room.

Danika said...

I can't believe I didn't realize you went private - I am a lame friend! I just thought you stopped blogging (you know those people...). I just read all your posts since September. I love the personal history entries!