Saturday, November 6, 2010

It's a Hard Knock Life

Dear Sixteen Year Old Booker,

Remember that time you threw a massive tantrum because your little brother wouldn't let you use the pooper scooper to pick up dog poop? Oh, you don't remember? Well, here's a little reminder. Love you,


P.S. Maybe by the time you're actually sixteen, I'll know how to properly use the camcorder on my phone. Until then...

1 comment:

Dan and Jan said...

Hilarious. Wait until he's 9 and he cries because he "always has to do everything".