Today marks Webster's third birthday, and to celebrate I've gathered some of the tons of photos that I have of him and set them to music. As you will see, Webster has demonstrated a great deal of patience having had a camera shoved in his face most of the days of his life. There is even a chapter about having fun at Webster's expense, dressing him up in costumes against his will for which, I know at some future point, there will be hell to pay. But don't feel bad for Webster because right now he's sacked out on the armchair after a full day of having fun: a car ride, a visit to the Buddhist center, digging in the garbage and having consumed a…
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He grabs the very end of the toilet paper roll and runs through the house. TP now lines the length of the hallway and into the living room. It resembles a childhood prank (did you ever TP a neighbor's house?). Bill and I stifle our laughter, long enough to tell him he's a "bad boy". Moments later, in true Webster fashion, he does something utterly charming… Read More
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