Monday, February 2, 2009

A Date For The Superbowl.

So far, the Superbowl and really football in general hold little interest for Faedon. Very little, other than allowing him to ask, "Who's the white team?" Or, "Why is that man mad?" This year, Ava came over for a playdate. As you can see, it was a very busy afternoon. Towards the end, after trashing the room, Faedon broke out his easel and did the old, "tortured artist" routine. Ava seemed amused. Here, he's caught in the act.

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