I've been feeling a little guilty lately. Will.i.am's seen a whole lot more than Boris @ 7 months, but he hasn't "felt" nearly as much. He's living a sheltered life (of brother inflicted bumps & bruises). So, on a cold day in August, I plopped him down on the rough concrete, turned on the sprinkler and let him know what he was missing... He was in the shade, but I still put him in a 1920's style one piece. OK, it was his pajamas, but who's policing?... He/they had fun. And they are adorable!
("My brother's naked behind me, isn't he?")
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