My sweet & curious Dean

Over the past few weeks I have been taking more pictures of my "babies" and in each I see just how much they are turning into little boys, definitely not babies anymore. They enjoy flashlights, bugs (stepping on them), wrestling with each other, mud, sweets and pretty much just making messes wherever they go...they remind me of Pig Pen from Charlie Brown.  Constantly dirty.
The images below are a series of Dean, my oldest by one minute.  He is my helper, my momma's boy, my very sensitive one and my ever so defiant one...oh man is he defiant.  He is also my son and just to say that is bringing tears to my eyes (wonder why he's so sensitive? ha) .  He is my fit thrower, mess maker, screamer but yet my cuddler, my puppy dogged eye heart of gold child.  Dean,  I hope I guide you on the right path and that your someday memories of childhood are happy ones, I love you more than you will ever know.
 
Images below were taken at night and I thought it was only appropriate to include the B&W "mood" to the images.