He is so going to kill me when he gets older and I still call him "Stinker Butt." It's a name just that sticks and I can't change it because he is a little stinker butt. Even C calls him that. haha. What have I done? Why couldn't I have picked a cute name like.. oh, I don't know. Bug or Mad Man (I do sometimes call him this) or ... it's 12:18 a.m. and I can't quite think of anything else especially with Lady Gaga's Born This Way blaring in the background. Love her!... okay, I've drifted off subject. Can we say shiny object!?
So, back to my stinker! I gave him a bath tonight and as I was trying to clean up (or procrastinate on cleaning up (I wont say which)) he decides he's done with tub time and books his little naked hiney down the hall into his room. Ahh, if I had the camera handy, I would have snapped a picture of his cute little tooshy!! We got to his room and right away moved the ottoman of his rocker to the window and climbed on top of it to look out the window. Well, by this point, I had my camera and let's just say after a few naked hiney shots, I put a diaper on. Some angles just weren't appropriate for the public to see. (Yikes!)
With his mickey mouse diaper on, he climbed back up on the ottoman and looked out the window. There was a storm rolling in and he was waiting for it. Occassionally, he'd turn around and say, "I don't like tunda. It scare me." I love when I hear that my little tough guy isn't so tough when it comes to storms.
Here are a few shots that I got of my stink!
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| < watching the storm roll in > |
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| < he melts my heart > |
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| < this shot makes me smile > |
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