Garrett’s newest thing is making a tent out of all the blankets and chenille throws in the living room.
The couch and ottoman and Dad’s legs make fine tent frames, in case you didn’t know.
It seems like every night he will drag the blankets over to us and say “TENT!”.
After we get it all situated he will waller around underneath this thing all night long.
Yes I just used the word “waller”. I’m from Alabama. It’s a word down here.
See? Wallering in action:
But there is a side effect of all this wallering that I like to call “Tent Lament”.
Exhibit A: Tent Lament
Garrett thinks it’s hilarious that his hair is standing on end.
Or it’s possible that he just laughs because J and I are both laughing so hard at his electrifying locks.
Plus it’s hard not to chuckle when you see the Flying Nun pop up in your living room floor.