“DUDE! LOOK!”
Nephew on the Dead! You’re standing!
“RIGHT? LOOK AT THIS SHIT! I DIDN’T KNOW I COULD DO THIS!”
THUMP
“I fell down.”
Standing takes practice. You’ll get used to it.
“Uncle?”
Yeah, buddy?
“I got a question.”
Shoot.
“How do you make an entire movie out of driving to Texas to pick up some beer?”
Ah. Mom and Dad watched Smokey and the Bandit last night?
“Yeah. I did not get it. Some rednecks drive west real fast, then they drive east real fast. How is that a movie?”
It was the 70’s.
“Not really an answer. That guy’s dead, huh?”
Burt Reynolds? Yeah.
“Okay. What’s ‘dead?'”
Oh, I’m not having this conversation with you.
THUMP
You fall over again?
“I’m good.”
What’s with the floor-pissing?
“You heard about that?”
We talk about you constantly, dude.
“Well, I was in my crib and I had to piss. I didn’t wanna go in my diaper, because then I’d be laying there in my own filth, right?”
Right.
“So I got the diaper off. Then I figured, ‘Shouldn’t piss on the mattress,’ so I stuck my dick through the slats and went on the floor.”
…
That’s actually pretty advanced thinking.
“I’m toddling at a first or second grade level, Uncle.”
You’re a smart kid.
THUMP
“I’m good.”
Why don’t you take a break from standing practice?
“You’re probably right. I’m gonna see if I can grab that knife on the counter before anyone can stop me.”
I believe in you, Nephew.
The consensus must be that the hair is too beautiful to cut.
How is it managed, pigtails, pony tail or man-bun?
All three, sometimes simultaneously.
he is just so cute! Dude! And the story! Omg. Dude! Too much.
he is lovely!