The Sweetest Little Boy Who Ever Did Live

Although unrelated to the rest of this post, I have to start this off by sharing the amazing photo below. James took a THREE hour nap yesterday. He was totally zonked, on his belly, mouth open, slober, the works. Don't you wish you could sleep like that? I know I do. I think it's just about the sweetest photo I've ever taken of him and I will cherish it forever.

Oh, but then that sweet little angel baby wakes up in the morning with his bed head and all, and straight mean mugs his mother at breakfast. The truth behind this photo is that a stranger waved at him and James does not appreciate being waved at by strangers. Especially before he's had his morning sausage links. James and his sausage links are kind of like me and my morning cup of coffee. Don't look at us, don't talk to us, and for the love of all that is holy, don't wave at us. Or you may just get a face like this.

We've discovered that the old saying: "The early bird gets the worm." is true for playgrounds, too. The early bird gets the playground all to himself. It's nice for James to get those 30 minutes of alone time on the playground where he can run wild and do as he pleases. Then more kids come and he gets so exicted to play with them. We wake up, drive thru Starbucks, and hit the playground first thing. (Have you tried their new blueberry oatmeal? It's the bomb.)

James thinks the little fish down below is Nemo. Clearly you can see that it looks NOTHING like Nemo, but he still runs over to him, gives hugs and kisses and says in the sweetest voice- "ohhhhh nemo!" Melt my heart why don't you.

And here is James being the sweetest thing ever making friends with a butterfly. Look at that face!That's the face of a wild boy with a heart of PURE GOLD I tell ya.

 

 

This playground probably looks familar to you because I posted pictures of James here a couple weeks ago when we first arrived in Fresno. It's funny that we had never been before but since staying up here we've been to this exact playground about 10 times. James now knows every inch of the playground by heart and when we pull into the parking lot he knows exactly where he is. And now we'll probably never see it again in our lives. Funny how that happens. I'm glad that my little man gets to explore a thousand playgrounds all over California and make them his own, if only for a couple weeks at a time. James owns those playgrounds when he's there. And I love watching him and discovering them through his eyes.

 

 

Outfit details-

 

Shirt- Currently at H&M

Jeans- Shawn White for Target

Moccasins- Freshly Picked