My Beamish Brood

My Beamish Brood

Saturday, January 25, 2014

"I don't know how it happened, Mom!"


Yes, dear, I'm sure that you simply closed your eyes... and when you opened them you were mysteriously wedged behind the crib. How my children decide to end up in some of the places they end up is beyond me.
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  1. Monica G.January 28, 2014 at 10:20 AM

    That's NOT Max! That's a mysteriously stretched out overgrown tall handsome imposter!! He simply can't be that big already. It's been WAY too long!

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