My Lil' Buddy

Cousin Laine is sleeping so Little Man set out to find a new friend. He didn't have to look far before he ran into a special little raisin. He LOVES to eat raisins and often finds them scattered around the house, but apparently this one wasn't created by God to be eaten. I finally got the camera out after I noticed it had been forty, yes 4-0 minutes solid that he poked, prodded, and drug his little friend all over the house on the end of a comb. What cracks me up is the focus and attention he gives to these little adventures. He would walk all the way across the room, realize he lost his raisin, and set off again to find it. The poor little raisin finally broke into pieces and he lost interest. This is almost as silly as the day I walked into the kitchen to find him placing his gold fish crackers on the floor, then pounding them to crumbs with his toy hammer. As long as we stick with mutilating food items I think we will be okay!