Oh, hi there, sweet boy. I always love to see that precious face!
Wait a minute. Your smile is fading and your eyes have that slighty tortured look to them. No, please don't start crying.
Awww, crud, here it comes. I thought when you followed me around performing this same ritual about ten times in the last hour you might have been satisfied by now. What do I know?
Friday, November 13, 2009
My Love-Hate Relationship With My Son's Mobility
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3 comments:
He's probably tired of seeing that black box in your face! But keep them coming. Grandma loves the picures!
He loves his momma!:)
Kelly, Antwone wants to know if he'll be a football player or a star wars finatic in comparison to you and Ben?
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