Sunday, April 7, 2013

"Mom, I need to feed myself"

"Mom, I need to feed myself,"  Colton says while moving the bar stool across the kitchen floor.
With two big brothers, survival of the fittest is a very serious game.


Two things in life life are absolutely certain.
Number One:  Do not mess with Texas,
Number Two:  Do not mess with Colton when his stomach is a-growlin'.


Rules about standing on stools?
They evaporate out the window when hunger calls.


Entertainment?
Star Wars books on the bar stool in front of the pantry provide hours of intellectual education.


Colton has become the easiest-of-all-children to locate.
There is 110% probability he's hanging out in front of the pantry....right now.

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