Just sorting through our photos from Mayne island and came across this one. Somehow it deserves it’s own post. Four years old is funny age: bums (and other parts) are pretty much the most hilarious things to talk about these days – and we hear about them often. And now that mooning is on J’s radar, I expect that we’re going to see a lot of that skinny little bare behind parading around the house.
Happy hump day.