Yesterday morning Zachariah and I were playing in the living room, when all of a sudden he crawled to the window and started yelling at the squirrels in our yard. (Which I swear, if I had a gun, I would shoot every single one of those things. But that's a totally different post.) I said, "Do you see the squirrels outside?" To which he responds by squealing and crawling as fast as he can to the front door. Which prompted the following sequence of events:
(As usual, click any picture to enlarge)
Crawling to the door.
Trying to act cute enough to get me to open the door.
Realizing the cuteness is not working, he
moves to Plan B... trying to do it himself.
Pouting, because Plan B failed... miserably.
Accepting defeat.
Ah... the life of a one year old. :)
Pouting, because Plan B failed... miserably.
Accepting defeat.
5 comments:
HA HA HA HA HA
If it was Tyler, he would throw himself on the floor and scream loudly in an Oscar Award winning temper tantrum.
:)
Oh, and his jammies are cute. :)
He has the most amazing stretch for such a little one. Adorable post!!
Love,
Mimi
He is so cute and you, my Amy Lynn, are very entertaining! Keep on being a great mom!
Love,
Mom(Nana)
bless his heart!
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