Okay, I was downloading my pictures from Easter and I couldn't resist. This is one I took of my nephew, while my family were getting ready to go to church. I would have went but I got off really late, because of the incident I blogged about, that day; so I went over to the house in full uniform.
I know you have seen all the pictures of those celebrity babies, but be honest. Yall know damn good and well that you have never seen any child as handsome as this young man. I take him to the mall and people with children of their own whisper at how cute he is. This is him bringing the sexy. LOL. I told him and his mother that because of the serious, model look he I captured with this shot. When I said it, he asked to see the picture, like he knew what I was talking about. It was funny though, because I take thousands of picture of his bad ass and that was the only time he asked to see one of them.
Ain't he cute? You can admit it. No, he ain't mixed, he just got his mom, grandfather and great grandmother's grade of hair (Please, no comments about him having good hair, because I only believe in grades of hair. Hair is not good or bad). And of course his uncle's stunningly good looks.
I tell yall how cute he is, but I rarely say it to him. He gets enough of it from the rest of the family and I don't want him to be conceded. I like to tell him how smart he is. When he surprises me with the knowledge he has of something or ask me to read to him I make a habit of letting him know how much his uncle loves how smart he is. I don't want him to be just another pretty boy. The good looks will get him in the door, but the brains will make him own the company. Oh, and for the record, he isn't really bad; at least not when he's with me. Never throws a tantrum, puts things back when asked too. Maybe because I also constantly tell him how I'm gonna start beating him with a stick. Humm, that ain't right, huh. Oh well, it seems to work. If I could I would spend every waking our with him. I already have a saving account set up for him, as a college fund. Of course, if he grows up to be a bad ass, hard headed little thug, God forbid...I'll be using that little gem to supplement my own retirement fund. You heard?
-One Man's Opinion. Peace.