Evan is currently in teething hell, or I should say we are. He's trying daily to sit up on his own. He rolls over constantly and has found his voice. I love him to pieces, but I wish he'd quit growing so quickly. I miss my teeny 6 pound baby. Guess we'll just have to have another one. (not for a long time and after we win the lottery though)
2 comments:
hehe, naked. I like the lottery idea.
Black mail photo
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