Friday, July 24, 2009

Dear Mom...

I hate to tell you, but I've figured out how to get into the pantry and help myself to whatever I want. You may want to move the graham crackers and that bag of chocolate chips. Otherwise, I might be up later than you would like.

Also, I don't need you in order to get up on the couch. You probably need to baby-proof your house a little bit more. It's just a suggestion.


Love,

Sam

1 comments:

Unknown said...

he is so flippin cute
i can't stand it