boy O boy

This kid is a BOY. Now, growing up I was a tomboy in that I enjoyed playing football with the boys at recess regardless of the fact that I was wearing a dress, running through the neighborhood with fake guns and playing cards tucked into the spokes of my bike wheels and that I tried to join the boy scouts… you know – regular tomboy things.

But, I never would have played with a bug until it squished between my fingers and then poked at the dead carcass until it faded away into dust.

Like I said, this kid is a boy!

Listening: Avett Bros

One Response to “boy O boy”

  1. i love how he didn’t realize he was being watched. so cute.

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