The real Oliver

Oliver nonchalantly trying to work the screen open from inside the house while I'm outside on the deck. I love his technique of trying to distract me with I love you mommy eye contact.



He thinks I'm stupid, but the whole time I know he is after this behind me:

A dove couple, in the spring, performing non PG rated acts on my deck. Admission was free.

Yes, I know... the deck needs to be refinished. It's on the list.