This is the same little chubby punkin that used to obsess over Thomas the Tank, dance to Elmo's World, put himself in the corner when he decided he needed a time out, and love love love his Mama something fierce! Of course, way back then, he didn't have to share me with all these other people that the gypsies done left on our door step.
Thank God this first one was easy. Someone knew that I needed lots of training to learn something about being a mother...I still don't feel like I know much.
(After all, I'm only 25, remember?!?)
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Nine Years Old. Holy Cow.
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