Tuesday, January 5

Rottenness . . . pure rottenness.

James kept saying "Tiom, Tiom . . . " when he wanted something.  Tim and I kept scratching our heads trying to figure out what he was trying to say. 

We finally figured it out.

Here's THAT conversation . . . .

James: Tiom . . . . Tiom
Tim:  James!!!!  MY name is DADDY!  You may NOT call me TIM!


Chloe and Libby said...

A rebel already!!! I'm telling ya, he's sooooo sweet!