So, I won't even try to compete with the last post. No matter how amusing the watermelon bonanza was here tonight, it cannot compare with the Battle of Wasp. Hey, this is my 480th post... they can't all be good.
Okay, so with that disclaimer out of the way, here is the watermelon-fest from earlier. That's it. They ate watermelon. They laughed. They got incredibly sticky. The end. (Come to think of it, thank goodness this post wasn't somehow combined with the "Battle of the Wasp". Can you imagine the carnage?)
Charley tackles the giant watermelon slice:
And Sam. (His cut into cubes, because you couldn't trust him not to polish off the rind for fun).
I think it's clear from these shots that watermelon induces a deep and scary delirium/mania in Sam. That progression of shots would be funny if he wasn't my child...
And I included shot #6 of Sam, just in case any of you were worried that the lovely gap between his front teeth was closing in. Yeah. Not so much.
The end. Must go and mop floor before it attracts WASPS.
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