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Tuesday, May 03, 2011
Baaaaabeeeee!
I got to hold a 12 week old baby at knit night tonight. :) There's nothing like holding a baby. :)
How true, til they spit up on you! When it is your own, it's not so bad, but when it's not, ugh.
ReplyDeleteI don't even really mind the mess, but then, it's been a long time since one's made a mess on me.
ReplyDeleteHoly, moly, you've been busy!
ReplyDeleteI agree holding a baby is priceless. Glad I don't currently have one, however. :-)