Travis's Play Room 
Travis is Angela's Son...and my ankle bitter. He is 4 years old, but looks like he just 3. He is small
just like his mom. Even though he is small the boy can hit. Trust me i know.
He is just full of energy, the kid can't sit still for a minute. Nerve talk to
the kid on the phone. If he doesn't like what you have to say he will hang up on
you. He hung up on me the first time i talked to him. Gotta love kids.
Well when he's not hanging up the phone on ya or bouncing off the walls like tigger he is
picking on his sister, playing a game on the computer, or watching cartoons. Travis and I
watched cartoons together a few times. I would have to say that the night he feed me my
ice cream was the best night i had with him. He was shoving the spoon into my mouth not
giving me a change to swallow what i already had in my mouth before he was back with a
full spoon again. All i know is that some how i ended up with ice cream all over my face.
I felt like an infant. Talk about role switching. Angi was loving this. Even when he
was shoving the spoon so far into my mouth i gagged. She was laughing up a storm at the ]
two of us.
Hey Ankle Biter..I LOVE YOU...love you bunches!!!
Here is a picture of Travis and his sis Stephanie. Got to just love them.
