Dec. 31, 2011


We have a new friend in our house - Ulysses. Thomas practices dropping him and then crying, until we pick the doll up, over and over and over. It's so amazing to see our little guy develop these preferences. Long gone are the days when he cried only because he was hungry. Images via Blabla and All This Happiness.

Related to this, my mom, T and I had lunch at The Rooms on Thursday. While there the waitress asked T the name of his doll. When Mom said "Ulysses", the woman was shocked. I'm sure she was expecting "Bob" or "Mr. Horse" or something like that.

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