Joseph has that baby affection of tags. If you are a tag: Beware! You will be hunted out. You will be grabbed and tugged and twisted. You will be slobbered on. You have no chance once he finds you.
Do you see what's going on here? He sees the tag on his lamb blankie and the tag on the pillow...such decisions! Which will it be, little man? If only he knew that he has ALL day to play with both tags!
Ahh yes, the lamb tag won out. Good choice! It's much closer; easy access!
What is it with these things anyway? I don't remember...
Caught me snapping away, did ya?! He is definitely my son. He knows there is always time for a quick smile and photo.
Sometimes there are innocent victims in the path of destruction. Like here where he chose to skip the tag and go for all that he could shove into his mouth.
And here where his bib is just as chewy and wonderful as anything else! What a stinker! He is just tag-a-rific in my book!
2 comments:
tag-a-rific indeed! can't get enough of that smile
Oh yes the TAGS! We are very much on the same page over here. Who cares about the toys??? It's all about the tags. I don't get it.
Really enjoyed having all of you over here the other day. I hope we'll get to see you again soon! Kiss that sweet Joseph for me.
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