Budding artist...

Okay ... I could be a little biased ... but he is so advanced!

He's not even two yet ... and look at all those little circles he drew (look closely!). I mean, look at his concentration. He's fucking brilliant.

My son is a genius.

He really is a smart boy...

Me: "Get your sweatshirt. That red skull one is clean if you want to wear it."
Ole: "Which one?"
Me: "The red one. With skulls on it..."
Ole: "Ohhh ... that one! Yeah ... I want that one."

Makes me want to wring his $%^*@! neck!

Mama ... your cake tastes like dust. Maybe you accidentally mixed in some dust when you made it.

Haircut!

Eating his chocolate reward after his haircut...

And don't you forget it!

Here's what Ole said to my neighbor Cathleen the other day:

"My mom has personal space issues."

I drink your MILKSHAKE!

Six more weeks?

Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow this morning.

But his cousin in Georgia ... General Beauregard Lee ... did not.

I'm feeling conflicted...