Somehow, in all our belly zerberting, we never saw it coming that Joshua would retaliate. He's out of control obsessed. I have to fight him at the grocery store so he doesn't expose my entire abdomen to give me a big old belly fart.
Next I'm going to teach him how to moon people.
East side baby, REP-RE-SENT.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
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3 comments:
we don't moon... we belly bop
awwwww. what fun. miss you neighbor (sort of)!
okay so that last comment meant sort of neighbor, not sort of miss you.....aw shoot.
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