After our visit to the Urgent Care Center, Bowden wanted to me to take a picture. It was 110 degrees out, so we stood in the shade.

Lucy was distracted, by who knows what, and my little savage of a Bowden did not start out the day in a shirt torn and mangled, just so you know.

Tough guy, Jackson.
2 comments:
Sad...
I got him that shirt.
I know! He loves it, too. It may look destroyed, but I'll sew it as best I can, and then he'll really look rugged.
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