Wild Thing

There’s nothing like waking up in the morning to a small, chubby face patting your cheek and saying, “Hey. Hey handsome. Hey handsome.” NO it wasn’t my husband. Q took it upon himself to say hello and bless me with a compliment this morning. I was feeling rather good about life…and then he smacked me in the head with his big noggin: HEAD-BUTT!

You never know what to expect with little boys. Probably a little violence thrown in with love.
Special thanks to Aunt Christina for showing Q how to shoot things while simultaneously flying him around in a lego box. My house is full of CRAZY and I like it!

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