So Buck's mom came into town from Oregon to meet Kallan for the first time and stay with us for a week, and she was about five minutes out so I told Buck we should hurry and put him in his cute helicopter suit with the matching helicopter blanket. So we changed him into it and Buck was holding him when all of a sudden he had projectile vomiting, all over himself and Buck. It was hilarious! All except for we had to change him again real quick to meet his Nana.
Monday, May 9, 2011
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"...I may not be a poet, 'cause I ain't so good on words. I may not stand before you like a Knight in Shining Armor. I may not be the best of Singers, there's better guys I've heard. I may not drive a Fancy car, I don't know what it's for. I may not be the one who gets to shower you with Diamonds. I may not be a Rich Man, but you can't call me Poor, 'cause I know how to Love You Well." -Tim Mcgraw




1 comment:
How you liking that laundry basket? ALWAYS full, always needed to be folded. Who knew babies could create so much laundry huh? lol LOVE IT!
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