February 17, 2006

Whimsy: Toys at Rest

Emily had a little spike an hour a go; 101.2, but all the fever meds were out of her system. Rome wasn't built in a day, blah, blah, blah.

She's doing her "Ayel-vass" look, (if he ever wore pink and white terrycloth), with her jammies unsnapped down to her diaper and her big belly poodging out. I know she'd sing "Fever", if only she could!

In keeping with our R&R theme, here's where the toys were left tonight. No posing was done; it's just Found Art.

No actual toys were harmed for this exhibit, though I don't think any of them benefited much, either.

I did this, but not on purpose. I didn't see how cute he was until a few hours later.

Does Pooh need a belly rub from Mr. Lion chair?

Spooning, it ain't.

Two heads are better....


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