Micah the budding Flamenco artist:
And here Micah finds my boots awaiting repairs from the shoe cobbler (Do we even call them cobblers, nowadays?). Disregard the fact that my son says, "open" exactly 21 times before I respond. Negligence? Naaaah. It's called selective hearing. Anyone who is married or in a committed long term relationship knows what I am talking about. Note the high five at the end. Thanks to Uncle Justin for his hours of careful tutelage.
2 comments:
High five, to you cuz! You know what's an even better word than "open"? Try saying "Hannukah" over and over again, even though the holiday won't be back for almost another year...
yes, i think "cobbler" was phased out about 100 years ago. and, wow, he really did say open 21 times, you weren't kidding!
:)
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