Mason and I had fun outside yesterday after nap.
I asked for a smile but got fierce instead.
Sand boxes are sacred areas that moms obviously aren't allowed.
I bribe with twin pops.
Works wonders for the disposition.
He refuses for any of it to fall on the ground. It can drip all the way down his arm but no chunks will touch the ground.
When I ask for a kiss I must go get it.
I was lucky enough to get a kiss out of this and twin pop in my hair. Awesome...
He gets all excited when Red and Buddy are allowed out to play.
'No Mason'
'Don't you dare think of it'
'I said no!'
But there I stood getting a photo of it for prosperity anyways.
He's thinking...
'Yes
I can'
He gets this look from his dad. I am sure of it.
Remembered that Red and Buddy were outside...
Look at that cute little crooked finger.
One touch,
and scream.
I told him that we were going to go inside and so he determined that he wasn't going to enjoy his last push and he didn't. That'll show me.




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