Friday, July 8, 2011

Baby Charlie David (is what Ivy calls him)

I was telling Chris two days ago that I'm a little jealous that Charles laughs for him and not for me. I mean, I'm funny. I'm totally funny. I make faces, I make noises, I blow raspberries on his tummy, I do everything Chris does and I get a smile at most. But he'll laugh for Chris. "It's my hair," Chris told me. I rolled my eyes.

Then today I noticed something.


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