Breakin' The Law! Breakin' The Law!

Last night Mom and I went to the mall to get a new shirt and tie for Cristian, since Peepers will be baptised on Saturday morning. OH HEAVENLY JOY! My aunt and uncle agreed to be his godparents and they bought him the most adorable little white suit EVER! He's going to look like the cutest fat angel in the whole wide celestial domain! ah. My Peepers. So there we were at the mall, hunting down a tie cool enough to replace Cristian's Gecko tie which had shrunk in the past year and a half causing him to suffer from S.T.S., otherwise known as Short Tie Syndrome. And Peepers was in the stroller smiling and eating his own fingers. The doll. He does this little grunt thing now that sounds kind of like..."heh...heh...huh huh...heh." and its NOT because he's loading up his pantalones but he just really likes the sound of his own voice. But there's me looking at Peepers with all the love and admiration I can possibly achieve and there's my mom, grinning at him and pointing out..."Hey. He kind of sounds like Beavis and Butthead."
Thanks, Mom.