I have six very different children. We run the gamet (is that how to spell it?) of emotions and each child is master of a certain one. Nathan's emotion is pouting. I guarantee you don't know anyone that pouts better than Nathan.
What's that? Your friend's daughter's coach's great aunt on his father's side? No. You're wrong...Nathan is worse.
But he doesn't just pout well. He can cry for no (good) reason...endlessly.
Here he is in the back seat...crying because he's squished. He cried the entire way to the store. It was at least a 20 minute drive. See how Sarah doesn't seem to notice? She's used to our craziness.
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