Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Geronimo

Tonight I snuck into Liam's room where he lay sleeping to lotion his poor chapped paws. As I slathered his skin with lotion, he stirred, squinted at me, and said, "Geronimo." Then he smiled and turned over.



Posted by Refugee Crafter at 9:51 PM
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Refugee Crafter said...

Thank you to the Melvin Beederman series for teaching him that word as well as the word jacuzzi.

March 1, 2011 at 9:53 PM

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