Tuesday, October 25, 2011


(From a couple of months back - no chance to post)

My McCoy.  He looks so big like a boy instead of a baby as I see him.  Not even two yet.  So ornery and independent and smart as a whip.


My Roman.  You never know which one of these moods you are going to get.  My big kindergartener.  A couple of shots before he went to play baseball with Dad.

Baby bird lip. 

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