Misadventures in Parenthood

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  "Okay little man. Now you are decked out in a way fitting the name Flynn."

  The hat Lance had placed on the three year olds head dropped over his eyes. Giggling the little boy ran around blindly with his hands stretched out until he tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground.

  "That's not good." Lance said rushing over and picking up the unconcerned child.

  " I gotta keep a closer eye on you, your momma's always telling me 'I took mine months to make him, so if you break him, I take nine months to break you."

  The little boy smiled up at him.

  "Now what do you say to ice-cream?"

  "Yay!" He placed his warm little hand in the big man's and walked besides him.

  "Our little secret hey, but we've gotta do something to fill the time. We've got two hours to kill before your parents get back."

  "Okay Uncle Lance, who we gonna kill?"

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I'm so pleased to say this one's not based on my child, it's a friend's instead (honestly, she's very sweet).