Ahhhh, I love this age. The artwork and the effort. How he lives for every little bit of praise. The tongue stuck out. Even the mess. Because I know it is fanciful and fleeting. You see, soon there will be a day when the world will speak to my little boy louder than I, when the message will be filled with you're-not-so-special's and anybody-can-do-that's, and perhaps a little dose of perspective is a good lesson in humility. But today is not that day, and for that I am so thankful. And today, I celebrate a master artiste.
Monday, November 16, 2009
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Oh.My.Goodness. I love love love the turkey!! Too enthusiastic? I think not. Seriously, it's awesome!!
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