Sawyer loves gardening, and tonight he decided to enjoy the sprinkler...
Until he didn't. Whoops.
I love every second with our son, and I store away every emotion I feel being with him. It's like an extra hug around my heart. Right now, given the latest actions from a small group of Nazis who have penises so minute in size only their mother could love 'em, he brings joy that wipes their pledged hate away. His curiosity, love, laughter, craziness, and cries, all which occurred in this sequence of events with the sprinkler this evening, are a true testament that love (and hopefully prosecution) will conquer. 😛
Look to your children, your pets, your significant others, your family, and your friends. Breathe in the love that they have for you, and you for them. Oh! And don't forget to punch the Nazis. They don't deserve (nor do they welcome!) our love. Those bastards...