Guess what time it is? It's time for another installment of the cutest nephew I know.
|Here he is walking.|
|Make note of the Jedi blanket, the Star Wars pillowcase, blue blanket I can't identify characters of, & the trendy plaid shirt minus the pants. His expression reminds me of his Great Grandma L, minus the cigarette.|
|Somebody looks so innocent here.|
|Is it his blue ball, (oh geez, that sounds dirty), or is it a dog toy?|
|Sippy cup Woody (ugh, that doesn't sound right either).|
|Green bear & other marvelous messes scattered all over. See I can keep it clean.|
|I'm definitely calling this an, uh oh, or wtf face.|
|I know whose plaid pants those belong to, & it isn't me.|
|Utterly delightful, I wonder when he'll start singing in the backseat, and his daddy will say "Who sings this song? Well let's keep it that way."|
|Just call him a prisoner in his playpen jail.|
Please, oh, please nobody be offended by my stupid captions. I'm just joking. Truly I am.