Saturday, January 5, 2008

perfect timing

Jon was dishing up our dinner tonight onto the plates and Sam was standing on the stool watching him. Some how he managed to knock Sams plate over and onto the ribs, coleslaw everywhere...there was a moment of silence then "sh*t" came out of Sams mouth. I had to leave the room because it was so damn funny!

*I do have to say this is the very first time she has ever said that word!

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