Tough guy

My lil man has got me all figured out. One little "mama" out of his mouth and I'm ready to do whatever is needed. And if he adds his open arms reaching to me...well...let's just say some "parenting" experts would take exception to what they may see as the mama being played like a puppet.
But I'm ok with it. He's only going to be a baby for so long. So when he bumps his head and cries and rubs it while walking up to me for extra loving and sympathy, I'm ready to dish it out.

Some of you may be thinking, "But wait -- what if he really hurt his head?"

Well, take a gander at this:

One ripped off nail + Zero tears = He's got me all figured out.