Monday, March 22, 2010

Ou-tide

Favorite word and favorite place. As soon as we walk in, he is pointing and saying ou-tide, as he walks back toward the door. Nevermind that it's 45 degrees outside. He'll still go. He's an equal opportunity weather partaker. I think we may have to baby barracade in par of the front yard and just leave the front door open. I'm standing outside now swinging him and freezing my tail off.










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