Weirdo

May I introduce my son Romney, who is weird. He comes by it honestly,for if you must know, I also am a bit of a weirdo. Last night he spent half an hour spinning and giggling-- shirtless with a neck full of plastic beads he received a month ago at a pirate party. It was part of his take-home pirate booty.






In case that behavior wasn't weird enough, he came out of his room a few minutes later, laughing maniacally and said "I am wearing my shirt on my legs and my pants on my head!" Proud and weird!