Hamand Family Blog: November 2005

I know I'm on your side of the bed, Dad. You're not going to make me move are you?

You can only chase those balls around on the floor for so long before sleep sets in.

The Halloween process begins with a trip to the pumpkin patch.

You gotta kick the tires on these pumpkins. Check their teeth, that sort of thing.

These are mine. You can't have them.

Back to the car, driver. Chop, chop.

Sure, they get to pose with the jack o'lanterns. But guess who scooped all the guts out of those suckers.

(Hint: it wasn't the dog.)

Hurry, while he's asleep let's raid his candy. I hope you like Almond Joy bars, kid.

The cheerios were supposed to be for Adam.

Costco is a big place. It can be very tiring going through the whole store.

So we went to Elizabeth Bank's baptism the other week. Nice looking family.

Later at the after baptism party

There's nothing sadder than a pack of caged chihuahuas.

Nothing, except a pack of caged chihuahuas who think that a 6 month old is going to bust them out.

Every time Adam meets a girl he tries to grope her.

See what I mean? Slow down, boy. The chicks don't dig that kind of thing. Trust me on this.

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