Hmm ... I want to sit on daddy's knee too!
Last night, my daddy read me a book of nursery rhymes. He put the book down and whispered in my ear. He say "What did the frog tell the eel? The more you wiggle - the better it feel! Stoop down baby and let your daddy see - you got something down there baby that's worrying the hell outta me."
You are a hoot, Corey.
And nowadays, that father would be accused of endangering the health of his sons with secondhand cigar smoke...not to mention that the ash looks like its about to fall and set his son's coif ablaze.
It's funny how what used to seem so normal now seems just the opposite.
Posted by: Jim | June 18, 2011 at 06:23 PM