I know, I know, my blogs are getting progressively more boring and are 99% about Drake. I promise, when I am no longer looking like a cow and am able to get out of the house a bit, and have another little child, the blogs will get pretty exciting. If you can handle it.
Drake got some new outfits from Grandma Mary. Here he is in one of them, posing for me. His prop of choice, a syringe full of saline. Is he simple minded, or so deep I have yet to comprehend his intelligence?
Looking outside to see if doggies are coming
(people walk their dogs on the trail behind our apartment)
Look at all those teeth!
1 comment:
"am able to get out of the house a bit, and have another little child,"
I spy an oxymoron.
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