today he comes walking home very very carefully and slowly, from down the street and around the corner where he had been playing, with extreme distress in his voice carrying a half dead bee on his shoulder. I laughed so hard and had to get a picture while Evan stood there having a major panic attack and seeing no humor it it at all, pleading to get it off. Ah Evan...how I love you.
2 comments:
Awwllll...
Poor Evan!!! I would be freaking out!!!!
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