Just look how precious my Middle Twerp is. I cropped the top of this photo off. Why, you ask? I am still in denial about all his precious curls being chopped off. It was a tragedy I am not yet able to accept.
Here is our afternoon in photos. Nothing like a gladiator in his Spiderman undies.
Baby Twerp had a rough day.....(Notice the bags of dog food on the front porch....I had someone deliver them and they are too heavy for me to carry into the garage. I am such a pansy.)
Nothing seemed to go quite right....
Nothing seemed to go quite right....
Until he was able to steal his brother's sword...
Then he marched himself over to our neighbor's garage to celebrate. I followed about ten minutes later to find this...
Where did he possibly learn such behavior? I am going to have to talk to the nanny!
4 comments:
I like the photo where he has stolen the sword. If you look closely at the reflection in the door, the other boy is pulling at you as if to say, "He stole my sword mom!" Sometimes it's the picture within the picture that is really cute.
I liked cropped photos. Sometimes they say more when you don't see the whole picture. But I get it, you are really are still in mourning of the curls! ;) Let us know how the talk w/the nanny goes. hee!
Gosh I miss the whole playing out in the front yard in my underwear thing! This is what I miss about home! Although I'm thinking locking up the wine might be a good thing girlie!
"gladiator in his Spiderman undies"
LOL, too cute! Pure little boy.
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