It’s the tongue out series.
Boys! They’re perfect!
*raspberry*
Mumma xxoo
Quiet + small boy = trouble of some sort.
Luckily, i needed a tissue. Bingo! Someone was there to help.
The cheeky minx is going from strength to strength. He CAN walk, he just THINKS he needs to hang on to something, which is fine by us – whatever will keep him from destroying all those things which ARE in arms reach, if you’re standing. He’s got plenty of time to discover his true destructive potential.
Mo’s Mum xx