She’s not really a baby anymore. Not with her first haircut. Not carrying around a bag of crayons. Not putting her own shoes and pants on.
I don’t know, J – that right fist means business! I’m not sure if she’s too thrilled with her photo being taken!
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I run and read obsessively. I can eat an entire pan of Rice Krispie treats in one sitting. I have two pretty cute kids, a wonderful husband and a very mellow dog.
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