(Lake pretending to fly and make whooshing sounds) "Lake, are you Superman? No. I'm a grandpire. A grandpire? What's that? Me."
Um, ok. maybe it's a mix between and grandpa and a vampire that flies? I'm thinking he heard the word vampire somewhere :)
We are now on our THIRD black eye. He fell climbing on the playground.
My little green-amber eyed boy! He definitely has Jeff's eye color.
what I like to call, The Lakey Reel! He's at least at the age where he'll let me take his picture again. Now, it's getting him to smile normal and not silly.
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