Sunday, September 03, 2006

The time we were in Maine


You were TWO WEEKS away from walking. Your dad and I read A LOT -- it was his last week of summer vacation before starting work. Your mom played with you A LOT. Your uncle Matt visited for a few days and played with you A LOT. We all played with you.

You had a bath in the sink and didn't want to put your legs down.

You hated the beach on the first day and loved it after that.

You ate ICE CREAM!

You took lots of naps and your mom and I napped next to you.

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