Wednesday, June 11, 2008
"Wanna betend I'm your horse, Emmy?"
Yes, the rocking chair is the wagon and yes, Emmy is in fact TIED to it, waist and hands, with wide ribbons. Emmy was following gamely behind her charging steed on her tippy-toes, chair in tow perched precariously atop her hiney.
This is exactly the purpose for which Josh taught him to tie knots. We're so proud.
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thanks for the snap shots! these are great! love the taped nose!
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