Friday 13 July 2012

Pockets Are Made For This...


After the "els" (Elders/missionaries) had gone home Roman was a little bit wired from extra faces being around him. He promptly bounced on the couch a million times, fake-cried, pretended to put toys away and then there was a little moment where wooden letters were being crammed into his pocket. I have no idea what he planned on doing with these letters, but he so enjoyed himself stuffing them into his pocket.