Sunday, August 19, 2007

A bird in a cage

Saturday afternoon I was indulging in a nice hot bath when my husband came upstairs and said:

"You want to say good-bye to him before I send him back?"

Jim packed him up in a box and closed the lid. Dan kicked back, relaxed and quietly sucked his fingers. He carried him upstairs with the lid closed. Still quiet. He carried back downstairs, lid still closed. Not a peep. He took pictures of him peeking through the lid with his fingers in his mouth. Still cool. Maybe that's the key to getting him to calm down and go to sleep.

Then, as he opened the lid, guess what happened? Click here to find out.

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