And So He Grows
Sometime in December...
Aidan Raphael was neglected on the floor.
Oh, come now. I still love you, baby.
(Too bad, Mama. I'm crawling off to hire your replacement.)
Or maybe I'll fly. Yeah. I believe I can fly. I believe I can touch the sky.
p.s. Ten points for you, Rebecca. When I noticed this shirt of Aidan's was getting way too small, I looked at the tag. NB. A big newborn, to be sure, but still, newborn.
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Your words and photos tell such a great story. Loved this one especially.
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