As his sister was going on a sleep-over with her wee pal nothing would do but 'The Wild Child' stay over at my house. He is actually a smashing little boy. 'He is just going through a faze'. This is what I keep saying when he comes home with a sad face painted on the back of his hand. I am just like any fond grandmother. Frankly I cant see this bad boy at all.
Here he is on his fifth birthday in January.
Well last night was really funny he blethered all night. He talks all day when awake and talks all night while he is asleep. LOL
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