This will be it. I’m sure of it. It’s the last thing I saw before he knocked me over, stole my phone and ran away laughing hysterically. It’s the first thing I see every single day when I pick him up from school. My maniac son, running at me, as if to give me that long awaited “he’s a kindergartener and LOVES his mother” end of the day hug. Except, that’s not what it is. He’s trying to hurt me.
Every. Single. Time.
Hurt me with his love.
Lexi Mag 
Pretty sure that`s what my daughter is doing. with her AFOs.
Ow.
I've got one of those. Or two…quite possibly three!
yeah, but look at his FACE!!! So. Much. Joy!
But he is just so cute, how can you be mad at a face like that?
I love that kid…safely…from a distance.