Our Baby Einstein

On mornings that Hayden wakes up before me, he runs to my side, crawls in bed, and then anxiously looks around for something to do.  The first thing he normally finds is my glasses sitting on the nightstand.  As the glasses hit my face he shouts, On, On…On…

The other day he got a hold of them for himself, and here is the result.

2 responses to “Our Baby Einstein”

  1. MrZ

    Are u sure he didn’t say, “e, e, e ” ?

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