Standing,standing,dancing, and more standing…

I’ve been seeing a lot of this lately around these parts:

My big boy standing so tall.

Although he’s fighting his nap here, not gonna lie, I kinda like , strike that, LOVE being greeted like this

He said to me, “mom, if I do a little jig for ya, will you get me out of this baby prison?” I told him it depended on how good it was and instructed him to “show me whatchugot”. Folks, without further ado, I give you Eli, my little master manipulator (I apologize for the quality and the email notification, mid video ):

He got out of jail free.*Sigh*.

I know somebody who’s going na-nights early tonight!

-Linds