Nice weather one afternoon found us up the canyon for a few hours at our favorite picnic spot. While the older kids played in hammocks and explored, Walter was crawling and walking around near one of the fire pits. Of course he ended up covered in ash...
He was getting tired and started grumpy walking over to Hazel and I when she happened to snap the perfect picture of him in all his dirty, cranky glory. And then to top it all off, she named him Goblin Baby.
I die laughing every time I look at this picture. His face is hilarious, and even better is Hazel's name for him. Teenagers and babies really are a winning combination! And don't you dare disagree or Goblin Baby will come for you.
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