from the roof of our school

Saturday, March 27, 2010

living the life

This is what happens if I refuse to come out and play:



And what I have to look forward to if I do:


7 comments:

Jerry said...

That kid rocks. How could you NOT go out and play with him?

Unknown said...

wow look at that hip action. i like him. you should go outside and play more

Steph Maloney said...

i know, he's the best. and he has taken to just popping over whenever he wants to play soccer in my living room or play cards on the floor (they're guinness cards but don't tell him). it has significantly improved my days.

Diana said...

I agree...can't ignore that little guy. Glad he makes you happy :)

UncleMickey said...

Your father used to do that move on a regular basis on the back porch of your grandparents' house. Maybe that is why you are so enamored with it.

KarenL said...

My man...

Dad said...

He does sort of dance like I did (and still do at times) but his clothes are much nicer than mine were. Notice how his brother tried to pull him off the wall...just like my brothers did. Kids are kids no matter what part of the world you are in.