Two teeth, six points. Smell the delicious sweet potato breath. The little man ate three meals today, apples and oatmeal, peas, and sweet potatoes and rice cereal.
Why does my thumb look like I've been working down in the mine, all bent, bruised, and hangnailed?
He loved me taking this picture. He thought he was finally going to get to suck on my camera.
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Oh stop. you have pretty hands. i ran into marge at elephant's and gave her the address to this site!
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