Wednesday, December 4, 2013
This boy. I don't even know what to say. But oh, does he make us laugh.
His stubbornness is maddening and there is often just no reasoning with him. At all. He cries. He pouts. He throws real deal tantrums. But darn it if he can't turn it all around with one of his smiles. I mean, I think I've said it 100 times already, but those dimples. I mean, come on. You cannot get mad at someone with dimples like that. Especially when he shows you the sexy. Which is what is happening in this picture. (I know, I know. It's so, so wrong to say "show me the sexy" when a toddler throws up his shirt. But come on. It's also so, so good.)
Oh, and regrettable toddler tricks aside, there is totally no point to this post whatsoever. No funny anecdote, no heartwarming tale. Just Charlie Bird gleefully baring his belly for all the world to see. Stick in hand. Because every time you set foot outside, the first thing you have to do is find a stick. And hold onto it for dear life. And pray that it doesn't scratch your bare belly.