Now that I can grab things and pull, my life has become a lot more fun. I realize that the reason they've been dangling things in front of my head all this time is really not to torture me.
South Carolina comes with a big puffy chair where I took my daytime naps while Mumsy quilted on the floor.
Raspberries in South Carolina work the same as raspberries in Virginia. You put your lips together, blow, and the world is flooded with luxurious lashings of drool.
In South Carolina, I took my first bath in the big tub. Here I am in a moment of post-bath repose. Yes, the towel has little ducks on it. And that doesn't make me any less of a man.
Here I am with Dadsy in Charleston South Carolina on "Rainbow Row." If Charleston ever wants to snag my tourist dollar again, they're going to have to upgrade their sidewalks to be stroller-compliant. |
