He's cute and funny and charming...when he wants to be.
When he tries to "sooth me" after doing something naughty by ever-so-gently patting his sticky hand on my shoulder and looking intently into my eyes with his knit brow... I want to laugh and cry simultaneously.
When he shouts "Wow!" in the most amazed voice, eyes as big as golf balls and mouth wide open and knees bent... he makes me feel like a kid myself.
When he spontaneously crumples to the floor, covers his face and starts moaning like a bad professional mourner....he makes me want to sell him to the gypsies.
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I can totally relate to this post-especially today! Remember that they get their good natured behavior from us and their naughty side from their fathers-or at least that is what I tell myself as I'm cleaning marker off my wall, or lipstick off my floor :)
Beautiful, even during a tantrum. Love the capture.
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