I love so many different things about this picture. I love that he is in his Daddy's old bedroom. I love that the old bedroom is now a ceramic studio. I love that he looks like his Boppa all calm and concentrating over clay. And I LOVE that when I came downstairs to check on him he was quietly working away without being wild or goofy. Just chillin'. With clay.
I feel that this picture doesn't really need words. I mean really, what is there to say? Thank you Jill for the photo. There. That is all.
He says they are transformers. Specifically autobots. I think they look like Stonehenge. But what do I know?
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