My poor little guy got a fever a couple days ago and he was just starting to get sick when I took this pic of him on our front porch. He slays me! If I say I'm going to take a picture of him, he goes "cheese!" and puts on this forced false smile. My cutie!
He got stung by a bee a couple of months ago when he was sitting on the bench under his swingset, not knowing there was a small hive there. I got him all soothed, but a couple of days later, he goes, "Mommy, where is that bee?"
"He's gone, honey. We got that hive out of there."
"But that bee stinged me! He's going to go into Time Out!"
Ah, he's starting to learn the lack of justice in the world at a young age.
