Louis has a style of his own, to say the least. It’s generally a combination of mix-matched clothes (whatever we can convince him to wear), a bracelet/necklace of mine and a hat of his daddy’s. As well as carry-along accessories that include his stuffed animals, magic wands (my crochet hooks) and just recently he’s become obsessed with a cordless phone.
Yep. We are raising an individual thinker. Either that…or you’ll be seeing him on an episode of ‘Hoarders: Buried Alive’ in a few years. Whichever works out, I guess.
I don’t know why, but I can’t stop singing, “Three MCs and One DJ” when I look at these photos. Something about Louis’ hat and his bling make me think he’s Mix Master Mike from the Beastie Boys. Haha. Or maybe I’m just crazy.
As of late, the kiddo has become quite the singing-enthusiast. He makes up his own songs all of the time…although the content is generally observational. One day, I will record one of his very own musical numbers.
Good god. He’s beautiful, isn’t he?? Not that I’m biased.