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Tag Archives: Meatball
This colic too shall pass…
We’ve just passed the four month mark.
It’s as if the Gods smiled down on us and said “Let the colic pass.”
Knock on wood.
The biggest piece of wood I can find…
Like a Sequoia.
Learning a new thing is scary.
Learning a new thing is scary.
I sympathize…
I cry at milestones too.
Shopping Cart Roller Derby
I white knuckled the handle. He could tell I was slowing down. I knew he could sense it. The anxiety was making me sweat. I wanted desperately to speed up. My internal speedometer told me I was going about 4 miles an hour… not good enough… I had to pick it up to 5 or all hell would break loose.
Little Nubbin. (8 lines)
* A series of 8 line posts because of this one >> 8 mm
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Ten perfect fingers.
Ten… toes.
I caress you several times a day.
Can I draw a little face on you please?
Little nubbin…
I’m starting to love you.
Shoes are dumb anyway.
