The sounds of 3 children, happily playing behind a closed door, are too much for this sweet one to bear. I can't wait for the day he won't choke to his death on Polly Pocket's shoe given the opportunity. Until then, dear boy, pat-a-cake with Mommy will just have to be good enough.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Longing
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Sweet, a bit sad, kind of funny...and Elliana (who is up for a few minutes while the Tylenol takes effect) is sitting here waving at the picture. Too cute :)
Aww.. sweet and cute! Can't believe it is party planning time for our babies!
Poor guy. When he is old enough, they may be fighting instead.
Oh that is adorable! Poor guy!
That is so precious and sad at the same time. :)
We do "danger" searches often when Keaton is dying to play with the sibs. We scour the room for said shoes, Littlest PetShop dog bones, pretend earrings, and the like. We then declare it "SAFE" and let the boy loose! Man it's tough having a big sister with all of that cool stuff!!! :)
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