By the time Alex came, Brenton's projector has ceased to project. It still had the birds that moved around, and the music that played. Alex loves it. He didn't know that it used to be a bit cooler.
My last trip to Utah, I forget the projector. So, around 10:00 PM the first night there, after listening to Alex cry for over two hours, I went to Target with my mom and sister to buy another projector. I knew the one we had was no longer made. I had to settle for a fish one. He loves it just as much. The problem is, he loves it too much. You can tell from the pictures below.
2 comments:
bahaha! remember what you were wearing when we went to Target??
very cute pictures!
How snuggley, makes me want to hug a wall.
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