- Here’s my crib, complete with crib.
Literally, here’s my crib.
When Mama went with a robot theme for my room, Oma said, “Aren’t you worried he’ll be scared?”. Needless to say, I’ve lived my entire 26 months of life in abject fear. Looks at these fearful beasts!
Beep Boop we are terrifying clank clank!
Another vicious nightmare, this one from my friend Baby Handsome’s parents
Mama’s friend Ms. Kat Lam is in on it too.
Terrifying robot char with Little Pigeons on it. Why, Santa, why?!
I have a lot of books, but I read the same ones all the time: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Baby Baa Baa, Counting Kittens, and Little Pigeons (Goodnight Moon). Notice the killer robot hidden amongst my guys.
My clothes. What? You can never have too much flannel. Ask my dad.
And here’s my full closet, complete with shoe, tie, and bib collection. What? I dress up sometimes and I drool always.
I forgot to photograph my vehicles. I have a red car with a blue handle, pretty sweet. And a motorcycle. Probably a Fisher-Price.