Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Following around the sister...
Don't you dare think you can get away from me.
Nothing can stop me.
Your resistance is futile.
I can go wherever you go.
Finally, you've come to senses and play with me in the sandbox.
Come to think of it, this is the first time I'm enjoying the sand!
Until I put some in my mouth, that is.
'Guess I had enough of these powdery substance.
Now I must make my way to escape from Mama-razzi.
Excuse me, MOM, but you're not allowed to go any further.