Sam is now into sticks. Whenever we are outside he wants to carry them around. He pokes & wacks on trees, the ground, whatever! Big sticks, little sticks...it doesn't matter. Now, if we could just get him to stop running with those sticks...
These pics are from Aunt Jen's visit here last weekend. We had a great time with her. Sam was particularly chummy with Aunt Jen, giving her several open mouth, slobbery kisses, and even said "Jen-Jen" several times! I think he might have her wrapped around his finger until eternity for that one!
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
"Speak Softly and Carry a Big Stick"
Posted by The Coons at 2:19 PM
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There are many stages of manhood and this little guy, after discovering sticks, is on an amazing journey of exploring ants, frogs, colored rocks, dark and clear mud puddles, and a miriad of other wonders of nature.
Love,
Grandpa
Ah, sticks! That was Josh's obsession last year, along w/rocks.
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