We went through a phase where he didn’t like the bath, he preferred showers instead. But now, baths are back on. We have a snorkel and can spray water in our own face.
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52 Weeks of Us
This is what you get when you forget to take the camera out of self-timer mode and leave it on manual focus. This should be a rubbish picture and maybe it is. But I love it. It’s like I see my son in the middle of a dream.
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
― Kahlil Gibran
How did it get so late so soon?
It’s night before it’s afternoon.
December is here before it’s June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?
~Dr. Seuss
He is all boy.
He tells jokes. About poo.
He farts and burps. On purpose. In my face.
He loves superheros and robots. And his pet dinosaur.
He has scrapes and bumps and bruises. But he is brave.
He roars and growls and makes funny faces.
He thinks Peppa Pig is so last year.
He is all boy.