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September 16, 2007

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That's the kind of image that i really thing is super image like. If more images very real like this were out there we'd be super full of graet images in the world.

You are screwed. Hahahaa...

Looks like life just got a bit more interesting!

Oh shit is right. It's a whole new ballgame now!

Awww. I'm sorry!

it's all over now, baby blue...

Look out, destruction lays ahead.

"Oh shit" is right.

That little dude was just tumbling over onto hotel pillows less than two months ago. How can this BE?!

Well that was quick!

He stands? He looks to tiny to stand. Didn't you tell him he's too tiny for standing?

My little man learned how to do that last week. Yesterday he did a half-gainer off the dishwasher door and smacked the shit out of his head. Have fun.

You could always strap some ankle weights on him.

You're fucked, my friend.

He's so, so cute there, though.

Even from behind.

and then life as you knew it was over ... again

well said. you are a wise woman.

Oh well, I'd recommend pushing him down but it didn't work for me.

But I can't help saying "You go lil' dude!".

The hockey puck just dropped.

Is it too early to tether him to the coffee table to thwart such blatant disregard for Mommy's sanity?

Oh man! A stance that strikes fear in any momma's heart...

(congratulations, little man) hehe!

Uh-oh! You're in for it now!!

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