My first Fourth of July
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| Beth and I have an understanding: she points at me and makes faces, and I sit like a lump.
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Yeah, she's pretty cool... for a girl. |
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She even wiped my drool! |
Who's this funny lookin' guy? |
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Okay, I'm going to try this sitting thing. |
Uh-oh... what's going on?
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Wait, wait, I think I can get it, Mom. |
Yeah. There we go.
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Auntie Erin has the touch! |
Fun outside with the Powells.
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Hugs from my girlfriend. |
Next I pulled her hair and made her cry.
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Tired baby. |
Okay, I need a nap.
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