The 3 foot tall tornado strikes again. He told me he likes to "makes messes" and he is very adamant about his desire to do. He also seems quite proud and happy about it. I rearranged the living room {again} -it was about that time.

And after dinner we took a stroll around the neighborhood. Justin had to stop and "wait for the bus." I asked him where he was going, he said he was going to get a balloon. Funny thing, cause we've never really taken the bus. Not entirely sure where this came from. Cracks me up.

Still waiting for the bus... I don't think it's coming...

What are the odds that he will pull me around?

Justin and his love of ants {the little ones} - here he is putting one on my leg - or maybe he is taking it off my leg. Either way.... all boy this one!
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