7:30am and time for school. Boy number 2 convinces me that he can’t go- he is going to puke. He looks a little green and since he usually eats 5 breakfasts and could barely finish one- I believe him. I let him stay home.
An hour later
hmmm, doesn’t look very sick to me.
Fooled again.
His dad called and said “Send him to school!”
but I didn’t.
It was kinda nice having some time alone with the middle one.
How old is the middle one? I was totally the same way when I was in school I NEVER wanted to go haha.
Could he be any cuter?
Boy #2 is 8 years old. And he ended up bummed he didn’t go because his girlfriend called and invited him over and he couldn’t go since he didn’t go to school. That’s the way it goes….
That boy could charm anyone. Just like his dad.
haha boy #2. Gotta watch out for the middle ones haha
Pardon my language, but DAMN he’s pretty.
Of course, I knew his father at that age, so I MIGHT be a little bit prejudiced.