This boy had a birthday on August 24th. I can't look at this picture very long or my chest gets heavy and my eyes spring a leak. No matter what I do, my baby is not a baby.
Yep, it's perfect. These are our children.
Avrie: "Mom, are we related to any of those people in the black & white pictures who never smiled?"
One single digit year left. Next year is middle school. I do not fear for this boy. He has phenomenal insight into what matters and what doesn't. Perhaps this is a side-effect of being raised by a duo of extremely cynical parents?! He will do well. And he loves his Mama.
I look at this and see Little Miss Muffet.
Daddy's polishing his heavy-duty Magnum flashlight. You know, cuz we don't have a gun.