My Hands

Most mornings when I get up, I tell Mommy and Daddy that I've been telling a story to my hands. But, my hands are different animals every day.  Sometimes they're crabs...or bears...or pigs...and today they were sharks.  So, today, I was telling a story to my sharks.  They had big teeth, too!

1 comment:

Jennie said...

Hi, Jonathan. You make sure to be a good boy today (12/12) because it's Mommy's birthday. Are you doing something special for her? I bet she won't get such a wonderful train cake like she made for you. But lots of hugs and kisses from her guys would be the best present ever!