Friday, January 2, 2009

Don't you wish your brothers were this polite at the table?

First he carefully wipes his mouth. Note that the napkin is STILL folded up. Not in a ball, not in knot, not in anything but a perfect rectangle!

Then he adjusts the table cloth- so that it's perfect. Well, almost.

"May I serenade you with my harmonica while you eat your soup? (Hey! Where is it anyway?"

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's a.... spoon?

"Madam, I am offended you think I am blowing my nose. Every eighteen-month-old knows how to wipe his mouth properly!"

Despite his almost impeccable performance at the table, he seems to be making an airplane out of his napkin now.


SuperAngel said...

too cute! :) what a sweetie!
thank you for praying for Gleaning The Harvest!
Miss Amanda
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Ellie said...

lol That first pic is the best! He is so sweet!