Monday, December 30, 2013

He Could Play Hockey

This kid lost all of his teeth. I mean, actually. Almost all of them. Well...most of them. He's lost 8 now. 

He's still the sweetest.

Except when he rolls his eyes. The other day he rolled his eyes at me. I gave him the death look. He said, "What? I just did this..." and then he demonstrated the eye roll again.

Yeah. That was what I had a problem with in the very first place, pal.

He's a good big brother.

He's a good son.

He's a good friend.

He's a happy kid.

And, also, sometimes, a scary one.

He's like a tiny little hockey player.

I think I'll keep him!

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