Up the ladder
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Run away!
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Found a new place to chill.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

This is the same child that cannot stand to have anything out of place at the dinner table; spilled milk must be cleaned up immediately.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Spitting at the park.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Dad dressed me, didn't he?
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Strange little boy

Late last night after showering and getting ready for bed, I started to pick my way across the room to bed. You see, the dog likes to sleep on my side of the bed until after I make the high jump over top of him, at which point he gets up with a snort and moves back over to Liz's side. So every night I have to gingerly make my way to bed.

Well, as I was coursing the perimeter of the bed, I took one minor misstep and my foot landed on something furry. I immediately recoiled and prepared my ears for the audible assault of puppy shrieks only to hear nothing. Upon further thought, I realized that I had not stepped on the dog, but rather something smaller, plush, and very familiar. Being such a later hour, my mind struggle to place the sensation when it dawned on me -- Hoppy, I had stepped on Hoppy! Generally, wherever Hoppy goes, he is attached to a little boy, so I moved forward even more carefully. My foot grazed something new. It was a little foot, covered in soft skin.

Pausing to take inventory of the situation I noticed that I could differentiate a number of unique sounds in the room. Let's see, we have Liz snoring, Midnight snoring, and, what's that last one? Andrew snoring! The little man was out cold.

So, at some time during the night, Andrew got out of bed and came into our room to sleep on the floor. I have no idea how long he had been in there. He could have come in right after Liz went to bed or even just after I got in the shower later on.

I had a brief chuckle to myself, gathered the little boy and his kangaroo, and poured him back into his own bed where he remained until he woke Liz at 7:00am -- at least I think he stayed there.

skot

All aboard, everyone! That's you, too, Hoppy!

(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Your turn next
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Uh, did you forget your swimsuit, little boy?
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

You're supposed to sit in the chair!
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

I'm cute, right?
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Would you put that camera down and play with my Legos?
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Talk about one lazy boy!
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Feeding the ducks at Cameron park.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Give me back my lens cap!
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Cuddling up with Hoppy, a book, and a blanket on a 96°F Texas day.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Up the ladder.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

He's going to hate me later on

I know that he's going to hate this later on in life, but we have to post this now. Yesterday Andrew was in the tub when I got home from work. He and mom were just buzzing with excitement to tell me that he had just used his potty for the first time! Talk about the cat's meow! He was outrageously proud of himself for it and kept pointing it out to me. Next thing you know, he'll be in college.

Future soccer star taking notes.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Getting ready for the DC - Dallas game on 7/4. The Monkey-MoJo worked! DC won 1-0 (or was it the apple slice?).
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Way too smiley to actually be asleep.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

I the new bed with a Hoppy pillow.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Never shake a baby.
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett

Where's Andrew?
(c) 2004-2006 Scott Everett