don't my boys look like two peas in a pod?
this is some serious enthrallment in 'signing time'.
I think that is the only show that has been on our tv in the last 5 months (minus the occosional date-night movie rental, and i am not kidding).
oh and this morning while we were trying to get out the door at the ungodly hour of 6:15 am - i was packing hendrix a sippy cup of milk and some fishy crackers for the sitter's house, and my sweet hubs was packing me some coffee-to-go so i could actually keep my eyes open at work, when we heard the signing time movie turn on in the living room.
all by itself.
or, should i say, with the help of my 13-month-old.
we come into the room to find this little dude sitting in his red rocker, watching his show, holding the remote.
oh dear.
we have an opinionated, independent, messy, hungry-all-the-time little mr. on our hands.
oh and by the way, he is really close to figuring out how to get the screen door open too.
what next?!?
