Yesterday Malcolm had his first go at a certain rite of passage. It went about how we expected. He was handed to an older white male in a uniform. This man performs but one task for certain parts of the world: to bring toys and joy to children.
There was not much joy in Malcolmville yesterday...
Eventually we were needed to intervene and return the events to some sense of normalcy.
3 comments:
These are awesome! I love the progression from crying Mal to happy Mal and surprise happy Santa. He almost looks like photobomb back there!
OK. This is about Malcolm, not about me. Sorry. (In a Canadian accent) The picture of Mal squirming out of Santa's lap. Can I get that on a t-shirt?
I just wanted to thank you for knowing how to spell rite.
(The word verification says "uncanni," which is making me laugh.)
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