Wicked tired today. Up late peeling wallpaper and up at 5:00 with a coughing five year old. So, here’s some pictures of Ian and my new neice. (Now step away from the digital camera, Chris.)
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Wicked tired today. Up late peeling wallpaper and up at 5:00 with a coughing five year old. So, here’s some pictures of Ian and my new neice. (Now step away from the digital camera, Chris.)
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i clicked on your blog because i was intrigued by the name of it… 11D would be my shoe size. the horror.
ha!
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Interesting enough, I was awake at 5:00am with a coughing one-year-old. That is, coughing until she spit all of her flem up onto my bathrobe.
Ian is beautiful boy. The wide blue eyes, the golden reddish-blonde hair: what a charmer! Having read your other post, I can picture him following you around, smiling, watching you with those silent, intelligent, knowing eyes. It must break your heart and fill you with pride, sometimes, maybe even at the exact same time. Sort of makes me wish I had a son.
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Russell, I’ve got a 7-year-old son I’m willing to sell, cheap (at least today!). He doesn’t have the great hair, though, or those sweet wide eyes. He is really, really beautiful, Laura!!
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Ian is absolutely adorable, thanks for posting that pic! And I can definitely see the resemblance.:)
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thanks, guys. Ian is a lot cuter now that he has hair. We were “folicly challenged” for the first year and half of life.
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