Baby child Milo and I were sick ALL WEEK LONG. It was horrible, and nothing got done all week. In fact, I'm rather proud that there any pictures at all.
Sun: Letting Milo eat at the table instead of
in the highchair. He liked it because he could escape us. // Mon:
"Watering" Grandpa Hixson's garden in his gardening shoes and diaper.
Tue: His food is disgusting, or he is gagging
himself with a spoon...either way his face is wonderous. // Wed: I am
obsessed with my child's beautiful eyes.
Thur: Sicky boy Milo being cuddled by Grandma.
// Fri: Feeling so much better, and trying to figure out how to reach
daddy's truck pedals.
Sat:
I couldn't pick which of these I liked better. Baby child and I were
dropping daddy of at the Bountiful Temple for a wedding. I love my boys.
Don't they look dapper in their suits? Also I made Milo's pants, and I really like to brag about it because I'm really rather proud of them.
1 comment:
his pants are rad.
you are cool
i like your fam
i wish we lived closer i bet we would be friends.
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