Earlier this evening we were playing with the baby on the bed and Anderson started saying, "Abraham, Abraham," trying to get Abe to look in his direction. Which didn't happen. And then he was sad because the baby doesn't know his name. But COME ON, can you blame him? We rarely call him by his name! Instead he is:
Super Tiny Ham
Cutest Boy in the World
What loving, strange parents!
Btw, ABE IS ASLEEP RIGHT NOW! So is Anderson, but that's not as exciting. This kid has not been Mr. Easy Baby lately, so I am mighty pleased with his unconsciousness. Now I just need to work on my own.