to crop or not to crop

As if my middle child still requires more ego booster, he came home with a Special Award from kindy this week. We are very proud that my hubby and I have been playfully referring to him as the 'awardee'. The equally proud awardee doesn't hesitate announcing it to everyone who listens. Needless to say, his special award "for following the star rules at all time" now holds centrestage in our fridge real estate.

I took photos, of course.

This is the best one. 

I want to share what really happened.

What? Is that... on the background?

Ayyy... my sweet Savanna-banna, throwing a random tantrum over there. Not everything is about you, my darling.