Friday, October 26, 2007

I want my hair like this...

Reyde clasps his hands together on the top of his head.

"Go ask your Dad," I tell him. I'm okay with it, but let's see what James say.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, like this," Reyde again puts his hands together over his head.

"Wendy, if that's what he wants..." (Notice a re-occurring theme here?)

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