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Giving the Young One the pre-immunization shot pep talk. He performed like a champ, but let's give it a few more sessions before breaking out the champagne.
Captain Young aboard the HMS Stroller. Ahoy, babies.
Photographic proof that Mama K and I still go out and do the social thing, even if it's only once a week. I love you Russell Street BBQ, you provide the stamina to keep us going as parents.
The Move from the apartment to our new home unhinged us all, including Aunt T, who is now living with us. The only one who escaped unscathed from all the swirling madness was Young Old, who nonchalantly went with the flow, happy to just be.
Air guitar on a power strip? What the fuck?!
Retarded Ozarkian methmetal face? Hhhhwhat?!
Impish goblinoid grimace? Hrrrrrmulpianpodblop?!
Young Old, calm and collect. He managed, through sheer force his of unconditional love, to hold our collective sanity together.
Thanks, little man.
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