Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Travel-O-city

I don't know about you guys, but if all planes were filled with Oreos, I'd fly a lot more often. :)



The real scoop is that these are plastic Oreos. They're part of a shape sorter game that Andrew has.
He's big into putting things into containers lately. Unfortunately, the 'container' is sometimes my hand and the 'thing' is sometimes a chewed up pretzel. Not nearly as cute as Oreos in a plane.


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2 comments:

  1. Hi, Ruthanne.

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