Saturday, June 24, 2006
The little boy had his birthday this month. We got a package recently containing his gifts from Papa. He got a bunch of clothes that he loves, though he doesn't know it yet, and he got a lizard. Not a real one; they don't ship well in cardboard. This one is made of stretchy rubber, and is very popular with the little boy's older siblings. In fact, I'm not sure he's had a chance to play with it yet, or even realizes it's his. He's not quite to the "it's all mine" stage, which I'm sure he's on the precipice (sp?) of, and which, of course, won't end until he's accumulated everything, or is dead, whichever comes second.