Sometime Liam looks like he’s playing an instrument in his sleep. Every time it happens Karin and I end up singing and whistling the song from the canteen in Mos Eisley. Last time it happened (pictured above) I had the tune stuck in my head for three days. Earworm.
Here’s Liam and his newest pal, Rooter the Rooster. A gift from someone named Rooter he has quickly made his way to the top of the rotation with his soft fuzziness and the fact that he’s a Rhode Island Red.
Karin’s dad gets a soft cloth to wipe Liam’s face while he watches, and while I’m at it let’s throw up Liam with his other grandfather.
There you go. Pictures count as a blog post right? Too tired for using words.