Every little boy need a bestie.
A bestie who will make the little boy stomp to the front door in search of his shoes at the mere mention of said bestie's name.
A bestie who makes the little boy's face light up when he discovers we haven't sat in the car for an hour on a Saturday for nothing. Oooh you're here too!
A bestie who will make the little boy stomp to the front door in search of his shoes at the mere mention of said bestie's name.
A bestie who makes the little boy's face light up when he discovers we haven't sat in the car for an hour on a Saturday for nothing. Oooh you're here too!
A bestie who just needs to shoot the little boy a cheeky glance in order to make him burst into a fit of giggles.
A bestie who will join the little boy in all sorts of mischief, particularly if it involves climbing.
A bestie who also appreciates the finer things in life: gravel. Especially beautiful little piles of gravel. Especially especially at the zoo, just to make our parents wonder why they bothered organising a nice day out instead of a nice day down the end of the drive.
A bestie who will join the little boy in all sorts of mischief, particularly if it involves climbing.
A bestie who also appreciates the finer things in life: gravel. Especially beautiful little piles of gravel. Especially especially at the zoo, just to make our parents wonder why they bothered organising a nice day out instead of a nice day down the end of the drive.
A bestie who the little boy can thump and nick toys off and scream at and then be bestie with again 2 minutes later.
A bestie whose name the little boy can only pronounce as "Coco".
A bestie whose name the little boy can only pronounce as "Coco".
A bestie who can be part of this ordinary thing they call "growing up" (though don't be in too much of a hurry, you two beautiful little boys).
