Friday, May 30, 2008

Dreaming Aber


So this is how I found little Aber this morning when I went in to wake him up for his breakfast. I like to think he dreamed that he was in a far, far away land traveling through the desert on a camel. Or maybe he dreamed that he was a Moroccan prince who was richer than any other prince in the world. More likely is that he just wiggled out of his daddy's swaddle job.


2 comments:

*courtney* said...

i think he's just living up to his namesake. father abraham . . . had many sons . . . .

love, aunt courtney

Rachel said...

too hilarious!