Well, this is Leo in a picture. Sweet. Mischievous. Expressive eyebrows. Cuddly. Trouble.
"Well that was nice adventure."
"I'm a good helper."
"This is a lovely day for a walk."
"Mommy you are graceful and pretty like a ballerina."
"Grammie I like your pretty pyjamas."
"Sleep tight. Don't let the bad guys kill you."
And tales that start with "And now I'm going to tell you a story. Once there was a ramble ramble ramble complicated details about Thomas the train and/or Paw Patrol with intricate but impossible story lines ramble ramble and that is the end of the my story. The end!"
So, this is Leo. He's my sidekick and he's excited to turn three. But not to use the potty - don't even get him started on that topic.