Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Day 142

Awwww. Good morning.

Yup. That's him.

Shenanigans on the changing table.

He's finished now.

That's certainly one way to suck his thumb.

Ready for bed with one of my hairs in his mouth. Gross.

"This is all she'll feed me, Daddy. I'm starving! Guess I'll go to bed on an empty stomach. Goodnight."

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