From September 3rd.
Mommy brought home new toys!
Can’t tell they’re brother and sister, can you?
Them’s my kids. Nobody else can have them.
‘Cept maybe my wife.
My expression is pretty ‘Go-Time!’, even if I’m wielding a shield slightly larger than a belt buckle.
A natural smile on my son’s face is worth the world.
Like a medieval soccer team picture.
Helen of Troy, watch out!