Stage One: Wut?
Stage Two: DAFUQ MOM?!
Stage Three: There’s stuff on the glass! I can’t see the street! Hey! HEY!
Stage Four: Clean it up.
Stage Five: I not like it, Mama. I not. I hungry. Bacon? Applesauce?
Maybe we’ll go out and actually play in it once it stops blowing around. Or not. Not sounds more fun.
Bacon is way more fun than snow.
You speak the wise truth, lady.
DAFUQ is the most awesome word ever. Or phrase?
It’s the perfect inner monologue descriptor sometimes.
SEriously, dude, snow is sooooo overrated. That kid belongs in Florida.
He belongs further south than here, that’s for sure!
I love how the little ones either a- forgot or b- haven’t seen it before. His expressions are absolutely PERFECT!!
He’d totally forgotten what it was. The first few years are like Groundhog Day when it comes to annual events, LOL!
Bacon solves everything. I really hope it snows here this year. All we got last year was frost/ice and Z is too young to remember the previous 2 years.
Well, if you want snow I hope you get it.
I’m hoping that after Christmas we don’t see anymore of it.
bwaaahahahaaaa DAFUQ MOM?!
You know that’s what he was thinking.
So darn cute! Love his expressions!
He’s so transparent with his facial expressions. I hope he figures out how to control that when he gets older or he’s NEVER gonna get out of a traffic ticket.
–Omgosh, one of those fabulous photos must be your Christmas Card!! Xx
Haha, that would be funny!
HIS FACE. Dafuq is right, dude.
You don’t know whether to laugh or just nom on his chubby little cheeks for breakfast.
OMgoodness! That is so cute and I wish we would get snow!!!!!!!!!!