Monday, March 17, 2014
365 Photos Day 75
This is the look you get when your Granny tells you she's not going to be hugging and kissing you. He didn't tell me he'd just popped a cinnamon roll in his mouth.
As a little boy he would run across the living room and say "One, two, three attack," and come running to me and jump in my lap. I would tickle him and give him kisses. Until he decided he didn't like my kisses. I told him I knew he did or he wouldn't come back for more. Now as an almost teenager, not so much.
Love you, Jason..
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