This is Johnny on our way home from church today.
He is trying ever so hard to go to sleep while sniffing his niu-niu (blankie), holding onto his new scripture marking pencil, and donning his Choose The Right bling.
I leaned over and whispered to James that someday our cute little boy that puts 3 ctr rings on his hand will be a 23 year old, big, muscly, tall, tough guy boy (I just assume my boys will be tall, muscly men like my husband of course), and we'll look back on this picture and just melt.
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