Scary Grass

Yes, I wrote scary. You see, Behr has a bit of an aversion to the feel of grass. He doesn't seem to mind concrete, sand, or carpet. {I keep reminding myself, at least he likes sand, at least he likes sand. Otherwise, this little Florida vacation we are on would be brutal.} But grass makes him cry. every. single. time.  Strangely enough that is how I reacted to grass when I was his age.

That is me in the upper left.  Apparently my mom had a higher tolerance for screaming in the grass thank I do.   At least this picture is reassurance that I am not the only one who takes pictures of crying babies.  Just because they are crying doesn't mean it isn't cute.

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Behr sure does look cute, doesn't he?  Well that's why I am linking up to Small Style.

Outfit:

Kelly Green Striped Shirt - H&M

Jean Overall Shorts - OldNavy

Barefoot