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no, monster, no!

i wish photos had audio so you could hear
his giggles and cries of "no, mawh', no!"
john and i have a silly game we play. (just one, you say? hush now, mom is a fan of silly games.) it's called "no, monster, no!" and it involves john jumping up and down on my lap while i bounce him as high as i can reach and we yell "no, monster, no!" at the same time. it's way more fun than it sounds.

and an even more fun offshoot of the game is john running around the house yelling "no, mawh', no!" which clearly translates from john-ese to "no, monster, no!"

this morning's first version of n.m.n. involved beating quietly on the stepladder in daddy's closet while reciting our favorite chant. hey, whatever keeps him occupied as we get ready for work, i suppose.

and the second version might have been even better:
i don't know how effective the sweeping efforts are,
but gq baby called to use these photos for a spread.
in case you can't tell from those photos, that's my son in khaki pants, khaki colored boat shoes, a grey sweatshirt and blue fleece vest, 'sweeping' the kitchen floor. (and maybe chasing the dog just a little bit.) my little preppy worker boy.

and if the monster is going to sweep, mommy might change the name of the game: "yes, monster, yes!"
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