To say he keeps me on my toes is an understatement.
Our biggest battle is hitting. This bow to the jugular may have been an accident, but unfortunately they usually aren’t. Poor “Lyna.”
Although “Lyna” holds his own.
Time Out. Church clothes and all.
A day that I most likely texted Justin “When are you coming home?”
He can be a demanding little fella…
But so full of personality.
“Mommy, I sweepin’ in da fiwetwuck.”
Using me as an ottoman. Make yourself at home, little buddy.
Playing outside = happy boy.
Especially when Daddy plays, too. His favorite “race through da sprinkle” game.
“Moooommmmmmy, push da waaaaaagon.” “Pwease.”
Looking like my brothers.
What am I going to do with this one? Guess I’ll keep him!
I love this blog. Mammy
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