He’s fast, he’s crazy, he climbs, he falls, he falls A LOT, and he gets into EVERYTHING. He’s the destroyer.
Just one look at his sweet face, and he melts your heart and all the naughtiness just kind of disappears. Until you find the area where he dumped out an entire bottle of ranch dressing, or where he pooped on the carpet and you accidentally step in it, or when your toilet is clogged with a bath toy and needs to be taken apart, or your new thing of mascara is now all over his clothes and face, or . . .or. . .or. . . Then he looks at you with those eyes and those cheeks jiggling when he walks, and you can’t get too mad. It’s all a vicious circle. . .he’s here to destroy and melt hearts. He’s almost two and he’s preparing us well for it.
Don’t let that innocent face fool you. . .
I had to show this quick snap.
He’s a boy after my own heart.
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