Every day, my 12th grade twins give me a toy to bring to work. I send home pictures of how the toy is "helping" me, and then save them to this blog. (OK, obviously, we are not really doing this anymore. Teenagers, amiright?) It definitely makes work more fun. For me -- I can't speak for the poor toy. Please do not use any of my images or writing without contacting me for permission.
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Friday, January 22, 2010
1/22 - Buster
Buster and I met Alan for lunch. He wore a hat in the rain (Alan, not Buster).
Buster sat on a parking meter. He got his feet wet, but I wiped them off. It was my idea to sit him there, after all.
Lil' Guy says, "Sorry for pulling the leaves off."
ReplyDeleteLil' Girl says, "Nothing."