Friday, February 29, 2008

Five for Fighting

I'm stealing this from Rennratt because I just thought it was pretty funny. It probably has something to do with being battered and bruised by my own five-year old who thinks I'm his personal jungle gym to climb on, jump on, tackle, kick, punch, or otherwise roughhouse with, all in the name of playing Transformers or Spider-Man.


I say, bring 'em on!

1 comment:

rennratt said...

I must be the weakest of the bunch.

I can't get any higher than 15!