Wednesday, June 16, 2010

My Littlest Stinker

I especially like this picture of James. It pretty much sums up his personality. Bruises and all.  

The other day when a man was here putting in some bedroom doors for us, James introduced himself, and then proceeded to ask the man what his name was. "Todd", he said. James immediately responded with, "That's a dumb name."


On the other hand, he gives the biggest, longest hugs and kisses ever, and will never turn down a good back scratch. He sings and hums all the time. The other day when I was teaching a violin lesson, I could hear James behind the couch humming right along to her music.


He is big. He will be five in October, but I don't care what anyone says. He is my baby. For now, anyway. 


(And no, that was not an announcement so quit reading into it.)


He thinks he is funny when he talks about bums and farts. But, he really is hilarious when he's not trying to be.   


He's a stinker, but he's a sweetie.
He's rough, but he's cuddly. 


Oh, James....Whatever would we do without you?  

1 comment:

  1. Kevin is 26. . . . . . . . he's still my baby. I LOVE James' personality. He is a cutie, and I love the photo of him. :)

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