The other day he disappeared from my sight for a few minutes, and I quickly found him outside in his underwear carrying out a trash bag. Of his own accord, he was taking the trash to the outside can. I couldn't resist snapping a few shots.
On Friday, I was a little chilly, so I changed into a warm-up suit. Immediately Sam began demanding that I put his warm-up suit on him as well. I then found him with these additions to his outfit--rain boots and an old necklace from my Indian Princess days.
Saturday morning in a chicken suit. . .
Another funny face. . .
I'm not so sure what's going on in this one. . .
I'm thankful for a sweet, happy, and healthy boy who brightens up whatever room he is in.