One night when Michael asked for a Thomas story at bedtime, Daddy asked Michael to tell him a story instead. I was in the glider nursing Liam, but that's a poor excuse for the fact that it didn't occur to me to grab the camera and catch this on film (chip? card? magical digital-ness?) until several minutes into the story. This is the rest of it.
My sincerest apologies to my parents (and everyone else who visits the blog primarily for tales, pictures and videos of my boys) for taking so long in posting this!
(Yes, that's Liam's heavy breathing/light snoring as a lovely counterpart to Michael's story.)
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