Friday, September 30, 2011
over the shoulder
She's at that squishy age where she fits just perfect right over my shoulder.
Indeed, she really loves it there.
If she had her way, she'd just bob her head on my shoulder all day long.
(And if I had my way, I'd be pretty okay with it too.)
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That face is so full of expression. I miss her face. I miss all your faces.
October 2, 2011 at 11:21 PM
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