Friday, June 1, 2007


And it's only 7:22 a.m.

Mom, Ray let out all the chickens.

Mom, Ray threw the feed scoop at me.

Mom, Ray stuck out his tongue at me.

Mom, now he threw his toothbrush on the sandpile.

Mom, Ray's trampling the new grass.

Well, now he's off the grass, but he's drowning the flowers.

How old is Ray? 2 years, 10 1/2 months, enough said.