Apparently, I brought a tiger home from summer camp yesterday.
Is it bad that I take pictures of my kid's sad faces, too? I am still trying to capture the elusive fat lip in a picture. And don't worry he stopped crying shortly thereafter, he was just way over tired and needed a snuggle.
(ps. it is hot and muggy again today so I sort of feel like how Huck looks. Sometimes the heat just makes you cranky.)