Thief

Growing up we would play cops and robbers. I always wanted to be the cop. Perhaps it was my mom's "it just isn't fair" attitude that caused me to gravitate to the good guys. At the age of 2 Parker, completely uninhibited and to the chagrin of his "fair father", is aligning himself with the masked bandits.

This armed bandit seems to have his eye on anything that is the neighbors. As of late his filthy paws have grabbed hold to a pink scooter that makes the Jazzie look like a race car. The only guilt that is displayed during this act of burglary is that of dad when the battery dies and the prison known as home is the only escape.

Though a little worried about his interest in pink, I will embrace the pink all that I can to prevent him from stealing the hearts of the girls in the neighborhood. After all, who wouldn't want a 2 year old heart throb that melts your heart as he waves from the pink cruiser?