Thursday, May 04, 2006

 

Why...

Why are there Cheerios in my dresser drawer?
Why is the record player on full blast with the needle scratching across Bananas In Pajamas?
Why are there so many broken toys in our house?
Why is there a full roll of TP all piled on the bathroom floor?
Why is there food flung all over the floor... and chairs... and walls... and windows?
Why are we going through Batman band-aids so fast?
Why is there a drool spot on my shoulder?
Why are we up at 5am some days?
Why are we up at 6am the other days?
Why is the neighbour dog so skittish?
Why is there a backyard swingset and slide that I had to build (and now mow around)?
Why is there poop on the carpet?
Why is my hat chewed on?
Why is our grocery bill growing every month?
Why are the CD's all scratched up?
Why do I own a mini van instead of a Ferrari?
Why do I know all the characters on Dora The Explorer?
Why is there such a big goofy smile on my face every day?

He's 21 months old, his name is Kylan, and he's my boy! (hence the drooling)

That's why....

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