Last night I made the first batch of Christmas cookies for this year. Whilst I wast busily engaged a little certain sneaky someone grabbed the carton of eggs off the counter and hid under the table. The sad thing is that it took us a good 5-6 minutes to realize that Benson was under that table waiting for his dinosaur eggs to hatch. It made me freak out a little (as he was jumping over the nest) but we couldn't stop laughing. And amazingly none were broken!
Sunday, December 2, 2007
dinosaur eggs
Posted by Carrie at 8:19 AM
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Now THAT is an imagination! That seriously might be the most adorable story I have ever heard, Carrie. Oh, I LOVE that boy!!!
He is going to make a very good father some day. Oh how I love your stories/his stories. Thanks so much for keeping this blog. I get such a wonderful warm fuzzy from it.
I am very glad also for your blog...your stories make me smile. Keeping ahead of Benson is a full time job! (maybe impossible :))
haha how cute....did you ever get any hatchlings? Benson is so sweet!
what an awsome imagination. good thing none cracked! hes such a cutie.
That gave me a good laugh! Love it! How funny he is! He looks like a dragon in his lair guarding his baby eggs. So funny. Love you guys!
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