Lately when he does selectively hear me, I get pictures like this. Complete cheese with a phony smile. Ummmm...no thanks, Ry Guy.
So with sister away at Irish Dance, I decided to take him outside in the golden light and play a little bit of ball. Once we were both having a good time, I grabbed my camera and continued to play and wHaLA! Magic..
A momma's got to do what a momma's got to do.
And I don't think Rylan minded too much! ;)
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