"I hi-ing."

In Dad's closet with Flicker, the flashlight

The Green Lantern

Cael got a Green Lantern toy with his Happy Meal, and I told him I just happened to have a GL mask at home he could wear. When we got home, he put on the mask and became the Green Lantern. He wouldn't let me call him Cael; he was the Green Lantern. I was Green Lantern's mom. Green Lantern was hungry. Green Lantern needed to say his prayers. Green Lantern was tired at bedtime.

Apparently, not only did the mask turn him into this superhero, but it also caused the wearer to refer to himself in the third person.

The (almost) Naked Guitar Player

Sparkling Smile

The little conductor strikes again.

Notice the hymn book propped up on the exercise bike's monitor.

S.P.O.I.L.E.D.

I want to watch on my little T.V.

I want my blanket.

I want my football pillow.

I want my cereal next to me.

I want my milk.

I want my headphones.

Self Portrait by Cael

I like to think that my son's creative side emerged

as he took this photo of himself.

He carefully considered the meaning behind an inverted picture,

delving into various analyses of the human condition in general

and of his own personality specifically.

That, or he just had my phone upside down.