Dear Everett,
I'm sorry she thinks you're a ride-on toy.
I'm sorry I don't have four breasts.
Also, on the 5th you hit 10 months. You've officially been on the outside of me longer than you were inside. It is going so fast.
I couldn't love you more.
Love,
Mama
2 comments:
Those booties KILL me! And so does that smile.
You just can't help but smile back!
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