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Xander makes a mess with his toys. Just like the other kids do. I think his tongue may be too big for his mouth. It is always hanging out.

Xan said mama this week. He has coupled that with reaching for me. Yes it melts me into a mama puddle.

This morning his spit up in my face. That did not make me melt. It was gross.

Messy toys and tongue issues
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But he is cute so we do not care!
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Forgive me for the mess.
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He likes the stars on his mobile....
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How can he reach them? (soon the mobile will have to come down. He is almost there.)
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Anonymous said…
Aww the one of him looking up at the stars on his mobile is so cute...he is so cute...hope he doesn't spit up on my face next week...Uncle Patrick - Cool... Kiki loves you guys!!
12:38 PM
Annie said…
OMG he is a doll Abby!!!
Have fun in NYC next week. A much needed and deserved break from the punkins and a chance for you to go back to being an adult for a little while! :) much love ~ Annie
8:44 AM
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