Wednesday, September 03, 2008


We were at Great Grandmas house on Monday and we were outside visiting. A little fly kept bothering Justus so he swatted it away.

I said "He probably thinks you taste sweet"

He kind of looked at me like "what lady" and then proceeded to wipe his finger along his cheek and stick it in his mouth and looked in deep though. That was TOO funny, no words needed. I just busted up and he smiled. That kid is a little joker. So I said "oh your not sweet, maybe sour." He didn't miss a beat, swiped his cheek again and stuck it in his mouth and puckered up and shook.

I guess he's sour.