no slurpees for you

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

I don't know what happened to my baby.

Oh, wait.  Yes I do.  He grew into a boy.

Exhibit A:


Hanging at school used to entail maxin' and relaxin' on a Boppy (pre-sitting up with confidence), holding hands with his girlfrang.

Exhibit B:

Hanging at school now entails playing on the playground, being photobombed by a buddy, and giving your teacher a look that says, "Dude, we're playing here.  MMMkay?"

Or, as a friend put it best: 

In this picture, he looks like he's about to ask you if he and his buddies can ride their bikes to the 7-11 to get Slurpees.  
And, NO THEY MAY NOT.

Hope you get photobombed today.

Talk soon,
Heather

3 comments:

  1. Aw, mom, come on and let us ride our skateboards over there!
    Then,
    Can I borrow the car?
    Hold on to your hat!

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  2. Heh Heh! What C said! Gee Mom, if you let me skate/ride/drive up to the plaza I will bring you a Coffee Bean...

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  3. Seriously, how'd that happen?

    Is that Linley in the pic?!? Aww, the good old room 1 days.

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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

no slurpees for you

I don't know what happened to my baby.

Oh, wait.  Yes I do.  He grew into a boy.

Exhibit A:


Hanging at school used to entail maxin' and relaxin' on a Boppy (pre-sitting up with confidence), holding hands with his girlfrang.

Exhibit B:

Hanging at school now entails playing on the playground, being photobombed by a buddy, and giving your teacher a look that says, "Dude, we're playing here.  MMMkay?"

Or, as a friend put it best: 

In this picture, he looks like he's about to ask you if he and his buddies can ride their bikes to the 7-11 to get Slurpees.  
And, NO THEY MAY NOT.

Hope you get photobombed today.

Talk soon,
Heather
 
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