That one little curl gets me every time.
This kid better lose his curls by the time he’s two or I will never be able to discipline him well. Never. It’s too cute. He will be an unmanageable monster. I will raise a tyrant.
All because of that adorable little curl above his ear.
I mean, he whines and fusses over some petty little thing, and do I correct him? No.
I take a picture of the cuteness.
And dont even get me started on this skinny little ball of quirkiness:
I think we’d better all just agree that we’re going to overlook the grievous lack of manners my boys are going to have.
Could YOU say no to this face?
I didn’t think so.
We’re all just a bunch of spineless pansies. But I’m okay with that.