August 2007.
Liam climbing and jumping all over Grandpa Bill all evening.
Grandpa Bill: "Am I a tree?"
Liam: "No, you aren't."
A while later, Liam was trying to lick me in my face.
Mom: "Woof, woof!"
Liam: "Woof, arf!" *panting*
Mom: "Come doggy" *smacks lips* *tap on knee*
Liam: Jumped off the couch crawled around and positioned himself near Grandpa Bill and lifted one leg.
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Recording Liam's fertile effervescent mind/scintillating personality.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
2 comments:
Haha I really love this blog. Just love it!
That's definitely a good one! Such a brilliant kid you got.
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