Things aren't always as they appear!

Stephen isn't one known for one getting his hand stuck in the cookie jar, and this is no exception. I really wish his 65 pound body liked eating more than it does. This is my little man helping me out by cleaning the refrigerator. He still sleeps with me when he can and I adore him for it. He makes me feel special and needed. But alas, I have to encourage the independence in him and let him go to the "world of men". Like last year when he took the planned "man trip" with Tim and Timme and Justin. They didn't bring water and just drank red bull. After lots of that and beef jerky he threw up, and they laugh talking about it. They ate trout they caught and cooked over the fire and "hobo meals". The tin foil concoction. Timme loves his only brother and is teaching him baseball pitches. He is very proud of him, which makes me proud of both of them.