When you have a Demon Baby, you have two choices. Crush his spirit, or embrace his spirit.I chose the latter. Thus my free-spirited child is always naked. And this top photo is the most G-Rated pose I could capture him in. He is sitting on the couch, with the window open. Moments after this photo was taken he leaned out the window and screamed to all the birds and squirrels to come on in the house and have lunch with him. He was quite loud.

This second photo was his hiding, just in case a squirrel decided to come in and have lunch with him and instead decide to bite his little rear end. I guess the reality of rabid squirrels indoors gave him pause.
Now, look at my picture window.
Essentially, Demon Baby is mooning my entire neighborhood.
Note: I am not friends with anyone in my neighborhood. I am pretty sure they think I am the "weird" mom.
And perhaps . . . they do not appreciate being mooned.
