my parents feed me, change my diapers, wipe my bottom, rub lotion on me, clip my nails, carry me around, sing songs just for me, kiss me a trillion times a day, dress me, pick my boogers and dig out my ears, wipe my drool, bathe me from head to toe (and all the bits between), they think every little thing I do and every little noise I make, from a poot to a giggle, is the best thing they've ever witnessed, and they'll do
anything just to see me SMILE!
i think they love me... either that or i'm the king of this place.
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we were cracking up at him resting his arm on the side
like he was just pimpin' in a hot tub. |
Ahhh, the life of a baby...
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