Wednesday, May 27, 2009
5/27/09 - Phhhhbtt!
The baby on the train is bored. Nothing her mother can do is appealing, and she has gone through every toy, including the plastic Dora the Explorer doll, the squeaky hammer, the bubble gun, and the cell phone (which, after chewing on, she proceeded to push all the buttons on and dialed, I think, Ireland). Katie and I catch the baby's eyes just as she is about to have an aneurysm and start really freaking out, and we begin making faces and sticking our tongues out. The baby does what babies do, and begins to stick her tongue out, and just like that we've altered the photos her family will cherish for years to come.