Friday, August 20, 2010

ode to corn. again.

Nothing like uncooked corn on the front porch on an Saturday. We'll miss summertime.

The sound is the best part. Or maybe the shaking. Or maybe his silly little joke that I assume has something to do with me biting off his finger.


Our House said...

As for me and my house, we like the shaking:)

MaryPosa said...

Aaaah! So very cute!!

I read the caption first, so i was anticipating the crunching sound. When I heard it I think i got a tingle or two. Love.