Sweet little baby arms reaching out to me for the first time.
Creed, playing with his trains for two hours straight, oblivious to my watching and listening as he made up conversations between them....oh no! Cranky Cranky....Can you give James a hand...Thomas, he's the cheeky one...
Jack, on his belly, gasping and crawling across the dining room floor as though he is on his last breath. No one else is in sight as he continues to moan and groan as he slowly inches his way across the room. He finally lets me in on the secret: there has been a fire and now everyone is desperately ill and he must make it to the fields to save the animals.
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oooh, that's funny. Gideon does this sort of thing too.
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