If there’s something to say, there’s a face for it with my son.

Over time you learn his many faces.

But usually you don’t see them all in a two minute period.

“Why won’t the big kids let the little kids play on the jungle gym?!”

“And that little boy won’t share his monster truck.”

“I’m confused. Why does that little girl have spray paint on her hair?”

“I don’t want to sit down on the bench while the other kids play”

“I want to play too!”

“I’m going to be grumpy until you find something for me to play with”

“Oh look mama, a space opened up on jungle gym.”