Monday, when getting ready to go to my sister's community pool, Isaac was running around her house like a mad man. He had his swim trunks on, and was waiting for the rest of us to be ready. Suddenly he stopped and declared. . .
"I need my scum-scream! I can't go swimmin' without my scum-scream!"
I guess we've taught him well. . .
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2 comments:
LOL! Too cute!!
He's a mess!!
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