the makings of one. amazing. spring. break. friday.

the formula is really very simple. it consists of...

1 yummy little freckled boy with messy hair and transformers pajamas...

then add to that a surprise gift. prefferably a sword... a sword he has really really wanted, and a sword that you normally never would have bought for him, and a sword that he would never (ever, ever, ever) dream could really be his...

but now, by some wonderful twist of fate... is now very much his...

...and then, to really make your Friday great... watch him enjoy it... like, a lot.

watch him as he soaks in every detail...

and listen and laugh as he whispers

"i can't believe i have a real sword!"

or

"i can't believe it's really mine!"

for the fiftieth time in 3 minutes.

then watch as the sword transforms him (right before your very eyes) from a darling, freckled, jammy-clad 6 year old (one who still has to pull a chair up to the counter to help mom flip the pancakes) to something altogether more powerful. a warrior. a hero. a man of virtue, of inegrity, and most importantly, a man of steel and brawn. can you see it?

then enjoy his smiles...

and every silly face...

and the many faces of man and brawn (there are bound to be a lot of those.)





then, if you really want to add some spice

to this already fantastic formula,

throw in a dog.

preferably a sweet one.

one who thinks his boy is the

greatest thing since sliced bread.

...you know, one of those.

boy + bed head + jammies + sword + dog.
it's a positively divine combo, i'm telling you.

boy. bed head. jammies. sword. dog.

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lots and lots of pictures.

check, check , annnnnnd.....check.

happy spring break friday everyone.