In Which Huck Poses for a Flip Book
I know I already posted one of these photos last week, but as I was telling Tanita in the comments, I decided the whole series of photos really has to be viewed in sequence. I took these spying on him through the sliding glass door. He kept walking up and down along the row of flowers, deliberately letting them whack him in the face. This is fun how exactly?
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Emily says:
He is beyond adorable.
On May 27, 2012 at 7:47 am
MelanieB says:
Oh could he be any cuter?!
On May 27, 2012 at 7:53 am
tanita says:
My out-loud laugh brought Tech Boy over, who admired Huck tremendously. “Heh. Like that hair,” he said. “But, why’s he stickin’ his face in the flowers?”
I suggest we ask him.
On May 27, 2012 at 8:14 am
Melissa Wiley says:
I did ask, that day. His reply: “Me like taking mine walk.” Make of that what you will! 🙂
On May 27, 2012 at 10:28 am
Melissa Wiley says:
P.S. I think my favorite is the perplexed look he gives the flower in the fourth photo. As if he’s asking it, “Why do you keep smacking me in the face?”
On May 27, 2012 at 10:30 am
Dori says:
I would just love to know what he was thinking. He really is such a cute little boy. I adore his curls and chubby cheeks.
On May 27, 2012 at 12:04 pm
sarah says:
Endlessly adorable. And those flowers! Beautiful! So lush and bright and maybe they’re not smacking him in the face, maybe they’re kissing his scrumptious cheeks.
On May 27, 2012 at 2:07 pm
Melissa Wiley says:
You can see what an untidy gardener I am. Overgrown grass, overflowing flowerbeds…weeds galore, though the photos didn’t capture them…basically, between my inconsistent habits and my deepseated longing for wild spaces, I wind up growing meadows.
On May 27, 2012 at 2:10 pm
Leah says:
So cute!
On May 27, 2012 at 4:54 pm
Karen Edmisten says:
He is to die for.
On May 27, 2012 at 5:23 pm
sarah says:
No, that’s the whole point, I *love* untamed gardens, overflowing flowers, wild spaces. And I love weeds, they are only lacking a pretty name to validate them. Would you be angry with me if I also mentioned the old wooden structure behind Huck – I love it too! The weedy edge. The glimpses of pink. It’s so very charming.
On May 27, 2012 at 8:35 pm
karyn says:
Who needs tele when kids are this entertaining? So much fun!
On May 28, 2012 at 1:01 pm