BOY TRAPPED
Where the inside of my mind leaks onto the screen.
I recently fell asleep a short way into
The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, but before my eyelids betrayed me, I appreciated Reepicheep's comment on his abundance of words. I can't find the exact quote, so I'll just have to slaughter it through paraphrase. "I'll stop talking when I run out of things to say." (Really, it was so much more eloquent than that.)
Kirk would argue that I, however, often continue talking long past that point. So today, I'll let several cute pictures of certain adorable redhead in my house speak
mostly for themselves.
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I love the "is this okay, mom?" eyes. |
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Mean old Uncle Jack flipped Dylan in the face with a rubber band. Yeah. |
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"Big Bunny" has become Dylan's best friend |
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Acceptable Laundry |
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Eating treats provided by Bradley, Dylan's best friend at Joseph rehearsals. |
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No questioning or apologetic eyes, here. This one is more of a "Hey, Mom!" look. |
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Patiently waiting for the rolls to cook. |
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