Luke is normally a really happy, laid-back kid. Days like today where he was a cranky, miserable little demon are (thankfully) very rare. Earlier I considered drawing an evil black mustache on his face with marker – just so no one would confuse him with Good Luke.

But then he goes and does something so adorable that I’m almost able to forget all about our horrible day (I’m still a little miffed at him for that huge fistful of macaroni and cheese he threw on the floor during lunch). I only wish I had taken a video of this, so you could hear him neighing like a horse as he rode.