Today, Chooch found a temporary tattoo and was just about to put it somewhere dumb, like his arm, when I stopped him and screamed, “NO PUT IT ON YOUR NECK!” Neck tattoos are my favorites. I have been trying for fourteen years to trick Henry into getting something awesome on his neck, but he won’t budge. (Hands are my second choice, but he won’t go for that, no; no can do.) Because I’m Chooch’s “bae lord,” he happily adhered a deformed monkey to the side of his neck.
(Side note: He has now taken to calling Henry “Papa Bae,” and it is slowly killing Henry.)
Anyway, Chooch looks hardcore as fuck now! We went outside and took some pictures because Henry was in the kitchen baking some kind of healthy version of snickerdoodles, i.e. bland non-cookies, and he’s mean to us when he bakes.
It was cold out there today.
Meanwhile, Blake gave Chooch his guitar, so he is currently YouTubing tutorials and just seeing that beautiful guitar in his lap is making my vision even more obscured than usual by all of the hearts. If this kid doesn’t grow up to be in a band, then I’m doing it all wrong.
Chooch + Doll 4L.
And on that note:
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Wow. The one of Riley with the sun in his face being cold? Fucking stunning. You have such an eye for photographs, always.
“If this kid doesn’t grow up to be in a band, then I’m doing it all wrong.”
You’ve been doing it right before he was even born. The fact that he went for the tutorials all on his own, that’s it right there. LOVE THIS.