Him

He needs a haircut.

And his goofiness is out of control.

But his laugh… so infectious.

He told me last night that one of his life goals is to be able to do the worm when he’s 65.

He also told me a while ago that he hoped that my dance moves were as good when I’m 60 as they are now.

Apparently dancing when you’re older is very important to him.

I haven’t got to spend as much time with him as I would like, so I’ve been trying to walk with him in the evening. We grabbed the camera on the way out last night. I grabbed a couple pictures. We’re two peas in a pod, that kid and I. So much a like.

And he’s never afraid to tell me how it is.

“Mom” he said the other day…. “the holes in your pants are just the right size, if they were any bigger they would be embarrassing.”