Three seconds was all it took.
He found the pebble on my parents’ family room floor. He remembered that pebbles belong outside (or so we are guessing). And he hurled it at the sliding glass door.
And there you have it. Good thing you are cute, little boy!
Oh, and just for your interest, recent stats:
Height: 50th percentile
Weight: 0 percentile
Yep, that’s my boy.
Anonymous
you know he has a good throwing arm wich means a baseball career might be in his future!
Heather Pelczar
HAHAHAHA!!!! Never throw rocks in a glass house,little Man. That is so funny. (and bound to happen to all of us sooner or later. Whether or not we get such beautiful photos of the event is another question.)