Even more than snow, he likes throwing snowballs. He also would like a bear, a real-live bear, to play in the snow with him and then come home with us.
I nixed plans for a new pet.
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- Erica Orloff
- Novelist (Magickeepers series, Illuminated), Mom of Four, including a wild Pirate Boy, plate-spinner extraordinaire
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7 comments:
Wow!, I'm surprised to see him in so many articles of clothing. I thought for sure he'd be streakig through the snow.
Pita-woman:
Well, here's the thing. When we GOT to the mountain, he insister on JUST a long-sleeve shirt. And one sweatshirt. Mittens. That's it. I had winter jackets, hats, scarves. Nope.
Then he got snow down his shirt. He changed his tune. So he stripped down to just his jeans (naked on top) in the parking lot on top of this huge mountain. Then he asked for a turtleneck and relented and wore the coat.
So the elements got to him ;-)
E
Those are great pics! He looks like he's gotten a lot taller and lost some of that cute baby fat. I think of Demon every time my Twin B strips down. As soon as we hit the door in the evenings, he's naked and pretty much stays that way on the weekends unless we have to go somewhere.
conley:
Hey girl! Hope those twins are doing great!!!
E
snowballs are ok, so long as no one gets hit :D
laughing wolf:
I was nailed twice in the stomach (which is about where he can aim, given his short stature and my height (5'10ish or more).
E
How fun!
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