Last night, Butter and I had a camp out in our living room.
M built us a pretty cool lean-to we could use as a tent, we ate popcorn, and watched The Sandlot.
Allow me to now point out that Butter watched all of the movie. He didn’t go to bed until after 11. LB got us up at 6:30. We were both pretty tired this morning, but I had so much fun with him.
He was totally fake sleeping.
Mesmerized by The Sandlot.
He cracks me up.
Andplusalso? This is part of the reason I don’t hate three.