Just when you thought it was safe to go near the play mat…
daaaah NUH, daaaah NUH, daaaah NUH…
We used to think that Finnegan was part whale, but now we know the truth: he’s actually a voracious Great White Shark! Make the mistake of venturing too near his maw, and you’ll soon feel like Roy Scheider in Jaws.
The kid’s devotion to getting anything & everything possible into his boca is impressive–and it’s *growing* :-). Behold what happened just after I tried to wipe away a little drool:
Cue the James Brown: “Papa’s got a brand new Bob! (Heeey!)”
Man, who woulda thought I’d get to the point of raving about a sweet, sweet new stroller?? And yet here we are. 🙂
Margot, knowing Finn’s & my shared penchant for long weekend walks, scored us a pretty terrific Father’s Day gift–namely a silky-smooth, fast-wheeling Bob stroller. Check it out!
She gave it a bit early (yesterday) so that we could enjoy a full weekend’s worth of rolling funder (oh jeez…). Behold!
Thanks again, Nut! ;-D
“In a world gone mad… Can one young hero navigate the Terrycloth Frog all the way into his mouth??”
Suspenseful, isn’t it? 🙂 Tune in below to watch the Finnster try to put these new “hands” of his to practical use:
Small man on the big screen! 😀
Just press Play, below…