Never happier than when he is in the tub.
Never unhappier than when he has to get out.
A sale at Target suckered me into this Thomas t-shirt.
It is his favorite shirt. He spends a lot of time looking down at it
while wearing it.
Favorite new toy is eggs. Real ones.
Tried to appease him with the plastic Easter variety. Lasted one day.
There have been two casualties.
His best buddies, Thomas and Percy, like cupcakes.
As it turns out, all of the engines do.
I know this because he shared with all of them.
And then proceeded to eat the cupcake mess off of the engines. Yum!
Skinny little dude can't keep his jeans on. They are always falling off.
Sometimes they are down around his ankles by his own design, however,
so he can get a good scratch in on his fanny.
Not sure what brought on the pout in this picture.
Could be the fact that I got him out of the tub.
Could be the fact that I mistakenly grabbed his sister's pink towel.
The horror!
Yes, he is eating three suckers. At the same time.
A pout or twelve a day.
Whenever he doesn't get his way.
Also often accompanied by screaming, wailing, pounding on things,
and collapsing to the floor in outrage.
Oh, the messes!
When you fall asleep in the car at 5:45 pm on the way home from your sister's piano lesson, this is what you find yourself wearing very early the next morning when you arise.
1 comment:
Best pouty lip ever. I think David used to have a pretty good one going when he was young as well. Fun.
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