My little stinker

Here is Remy (AKA Homer), my six-year-old stinker. Check out the fake tattoo on his right arm. (His right, YOUR left). Then, the friction burn on his left arm...more on that later.

He's a Guitar Hero Rock Star. Seriously. This little guy can outplay everyone in the family.

He just lost a front tooth the other night. The tooth fairy left him $5!! I may start pulling out my own teeth to get that kind of cash.

But, the real detail you need to note in this picture is the hat. We are Texas Longhorn fans. My husband's family is rather fanatic about it...and very anti-Texas A&M. So, my little stinker begs me to buy a hat recently...he completely bypasses the Longhorn hats and chooses...yep, you guessed it...


And he told me I could email this photo to all our family. He LIKES being a little stinker. I totally have my hands full with this little guy.

Oh, and here we are in Houston. Our house doesn't have a balcony like this....so he can't resist.

Following laws of physics, boys must throw balls off balconies.