Tired Boy

On Saturday afternoon we had a combined birthday party for the girls at a neighborhood swimming pool.  All of the kids had a blast, but I think Aaron had the most fun of all.  He splashed and swam and used up more energy than I could ever hope to have. 

Then we came home.  He wanted me to pick him up.  I couldn't because I was making dinner. He wrapped himself up in his blanket and sat on the kitchen floor, cried and threw a fit.  For about 2 minutes.  Then I looked behind me to see this...

 If you click on the picture, you can see the big, shiny tear still on his cheek.