Thursday, June 3, 2010

Ow... ow... ow...

Master W. gave us a choice: be eaten or beaten. I chose the latter. I foolishly thought it would be preferable to being gnawed and slobbered on.

Yeah, that was a mistake.


  1. In my house, the toys are all gnawed on. I don't know what possesses my kids to put plastic and wooden toys in their mouths, yet when it comes to actual food, they're so freakin' picky!