Tuesday, March 24, 2015

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You have been terrified of these Japanese Beatles. 
Today you stepped up and tried to pet one.
You absolutely lost it when he stuck to your finger a second after this was taken.
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Bowling. I love how you drop your arms and stand there 
waiting, you don't move until the pins fall.
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Chai Tae Kwon Do
This is where we sit and watch you learn, up there on that TV. 
The other day you broke a board with your foot, it was pretty cool.
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Sometimes when you are bored I bring you to the basement to sort laundry.
It's one of your favorite things these days.
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Climbing. Those feet are always climbing.
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Just a boy and a flash light in a basement.
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We went to buy a new book, but you literally danced around the train table with excitement 
the whole time we were there. I'm talking Michael Jackson moves.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015


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You took it like a champ... until you saw blood.
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Each morning that bed head gets a little bit larger.
It's very impressive.
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Why the tape? That's your Dad thinking you might stop
sucking your fingers. Did it work? No. 
your rolled the tape back when he wasn't looking.
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"You always need an extra set of hands, don't ya? Right Dad?"
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The great thaw.
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Your brother is playing with the neighbors. You are perfectly content
watching from the window.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

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Early morning riser. Always up before the sun.
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My co-pilot. Each day I wake you from your nap and buckle you in. You don't mind,
it means Sam is coming home.
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I'm hopeful this was our last day of snow and below zero wind-chills. It was a good
day for comfort food. Things are looking up.
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The magic hour.
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Working hard. 
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This sums up every dinner. How you ever grow is a miracle.
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Good morning. Will you play with me?
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Walking on my feet.

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

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Portrait of a ninja.
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Just another day spent at the sink. It's your favorite place to play.
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Winter bordem. I feel you, babe.
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Tantrums. They happen. But in this moment I prefer to take notice of the perfect curls that cover
that crazy head of yours. How can you ever cry when you have been given that 
beautiful hair?
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You were being so quiet, I thought you were being bad... Thank you for proving
me wrong.
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Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. 
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You named him Honey Hide, and are completely unaware that this is actually Honey Hide II.
He only made it two days. I was not ready to talk about death again.
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Snack time.