(He’s standing up, if you are confused as to where his limbs went.)
(Also, he needs a haircut super bad, I am not entirely sure if he can see past his face hair.)
Mr. Bingley is pretty sweet. You know, he does all those puppy things like tearing up every piece of paper he can find and/or sneaking quietly to an inconspicuous corner of the house to leave a pile of hot tootsie rolls. Did I just cure you of ever eating another tootsie roll? Oh well, no big loss. That’s like someone taking away your Necco wafer privileges. You’ll live.
Anyway, the kids are in love with him. It warms my cold, icy heart to see them running around in the yard with him or snuggling with him on the couch. He is generally very good with the kids. And thank goodness, he is past the nippy-bite-everything-all-day-long stage.