Yesterday morning the boy was taking an awfully long time readying for school. I snuck my camera through a cracked bathroom door and this is what I found: one five year old super stylin' kindergartener, dressed in spirit shirt and cords & jazzy lanyard / yo yo / Silly Band necklace, and a whole lotta hair product going into the faux hawk.
If it's like this already, I can not even anticipate the teen years.
But oh, my! Isn't he delicious?
Oh this just kills me. Isn't it funny when you look at your kid and are just in shock: where did you come from? It happens to me all the time.
ReplyDeleteI guess it's good: it keeps us on our toes!