Tuesday, August 19, 2008
I've been hanging out with the adorable, fat-cheeked, incredibly chill and laid-back little guy. He's Roman, our youngest nephew, the fourth child of Nathan's younger brother.
And just check out the chunk on him:
I could eat him.
I did eat him.
Anyway, most of the time, his expression is something like this:
He always looks unimpressed with the world, like he just can't wait to grow up and be able to actually do something about it.
"What. Ev. Er."
"Gah! Help! Ugh!"