Nov. 1, 2010
My boy. My baby. Littlest me with the giant eyes and Daddy’s smirk. Why must you do these things that make you look so much older then you are.
And make your Mama laugh.
Lord how you make your Mama laugh.
Tonight, while waiting for Daddy to get home, Oliver decided to learn how to walk in flip-flops. Sure I could see how this could have ended badly, with bruises and crying, but I weighed my options and figured the risk for a couple of pictures was worth it.
I was right. And for the record, there were no mishaps.
What am I going to do with this child. And what is his Daddy going to do with him, lol, Daddy hates sandals!
