EATING
Since Waylon started eating table foods, dinnertime has become an assault of the senses--taste, touch, smell & hearing (if you count the food that ends up in his ears). Of course the sense that is most blown away is my sight when he is all done. Luckily, the beagles really help with clean up after these meals.READING
This picture was supposed to be all about how Waylon loves to pull out ALL of his books and "read" them--sometimes upside down and the wrong way. However, if you expand this picture you'll see that Waylon looks like he is about to be detained by child services. He's got a bruise on his forehead (have no idea where it came from) and looks like he's lived in those PJ's for days.
More reading...sans the bruise
Waylon abandons the books to try and attack my cameraPIG NOSE
Not sure how to fit this picture into the group, but the title explains everything. I might also call this photo, "The grass is always greener"
2 comments:
The Fletchers heart Waylon. When do we get to see you guys again?
Perhaps he can merge this particular talent with the gap toothed attribute and start a new elite society of pignosed, gaptoothed men.
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