Lithesome grace

I had just gotten off the treadmill where I'd been sweating buckets, and stumbled down the stairs in my post-exercise stupor, when I was accosted by a shrimp-sized almost-five-year-old....

"Mommy! Come he-wuh! I got some-ting in-toh-esting and coo-wol....in da wiving woom...

...SEE? "
 "And it doesn't even huht. One BIT!"


"Oh MY !"
(ah...but see, it hurts for me to look at you...)

And then Nolan, seeing the potential for photographic self-exploitation...
 What he lacks in flexibility, he makes up for in youthful machismo.
 

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