Sunday, February 7, 2010


Poor Carter is scared of his lion that Santa brought him.  I sat him down by the lion and after he looked at it, he started bawling.  This happened a few nights ago.  Tonight he just looked at the lion and then grabbed me and hugged me and snuggled (which I loved), but didn't cry.  Maybe they'll be friends after all one of these days.  
Oh no.  There he is!!

1 comment:

Karen said...

Don;t you worry, Carter - you can take that old lion. You are a great little guy and you don't have anything to fear. Your mimsy loves you very much!