stay gold, ponyboy
Here is Nathan clearly excited to attend the White Center Jubilee Days with his family. And that bruise is a new one. He had meant to shape it into a Harry Potter lightning bolt but instead he just looks like he went to Ash Wednesday mass. Not as cool.
I should have known to head home for a nap when he was only mildly interested in the magic show. If they had hired a breast-feeding demonstrator instead of someone who did a fancy trick with a coloring book, he might have perked up.
If looks could kill, specifically, kill and turn animals into glue, then I'm sure that's what stirring in Nathan's head. Either that or my son's taking a dump and he's staring at the pony to focus.
Whatever works, right?
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7 Comments:
My son sometimes sits with his hands folded like that. It kills me! Like when did you age from 2 to 68?
Next time I'm constipated, I'm going to find a pony.
"Taking a dump" is rude.
You should say, "dropping a deuce."
Ha! Why watch a horse when there's the last Harry Potter book to be read? Even toddlers are distracted at this point.
Haha... I think the breast-feeding demonstrator would have boosted attendence for sure. Maybe throw it in the suggestion box?
Our boys have the same shoes. Payless rawks.
Payless shoes are great. They fit him perfectly and they're cheap!
Fantastic...I love the breast feeding demonstrator comment. I think that is what I am everytime I get out of the shower and my daughter looks at me. I need to learn how to do more tricks.
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