If it weren't for this face...his mommy would be going crazy. He's been teething for a long while now, and SCREAMS everytime mommy leaves the room or walks 2 feet away (seperation anxiety age too).
Way to cute! Oh, and tell Jake Happy B-Day from me. We've been in a commo black out for a while now and am finally able to talk so...Happy Birthdya OLD MAN!!
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."Marjorie Pay Hinckley
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Way to cute! Oh, and tell Jake Happy B-Day from me. We've been in a commo black out for a while now and am finally able to talk so...Happy Birthdya OLD MAN!!
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