What? you say, you knew that all along. Yep, but there’s this point where he went from baby boy to little boy… no more baby to him. For Jake it was when I was carrying him up the stairs and I had to [...]
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There’s nothing like a towel that’s fresh and hot from the dryer. …unless it’s a whole basket of clothes fresh from the dryer. Mmm-mmmm-warm. Jake now does this thing we call “Bunny Kisses”, where he gets really close to our faces, and ever-so-gently rubs his nose on our cheeks. It’s the most delicate, loving thing he could possibly do. Awwwww…. |
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