i came a across this photo and it SO reminds me of my little imp. At 5, he can wrap just about anyone around his little fingers. He is the most troublesome and yet sweetest boys you will ever meet and is entirely to bright for my own good.
But there is nothing like being awoken at 5am with the little imp crawling into my bed and giving me a huge hug all the while asking if i’m awake yet. Then once it’s been established that yes indeed i am awake. “mommy i love you….can i have a cereal bar?” The little imp LIVES on cereal bars. i think he could go through an entire box a day.
So as you can see, that picture is pretty much the essence of my little monster child, whom i love dearly.
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