Girls Girls Girls
Morris is smitten with girls.
His whole energy changes when he’s around them.
Seriously, he literally melts and gets all coy and playful.
We’re talking about a kid that picks up dead animals with his bare hands.
A boy with a right hook like no other.
Someone who will drop kick you faster than you can say, “NO!”.
He gets this dreary look in his eyes, this sparkle, that I have noticed lately whenever he has a connection with a female friend.
I’m sure this is normal, but it makes me fast forward about 10 years from now. I am so not ready for that.
I’ll just enjoy the innocence and pureness of it now.
And any little Biatchhhh that breaks my boy’s heart will be answering to me.
I’m gonna be the hussy filter.
He definitely has a gleam in his eye. But so do the little girls. I think the admiration is mutual.
I like that sweet sensitive side in the boys. I’m sure he has the same look when he looks at his mama.
What little princesses! They are simply a beauty! It’s your children or not?