Yesterday was a day of firsts for Damon. He went to his first softball game and his stroller almost caught his first foul ball. (He wasn't in it, no worries.) We came home hot & sweaty, and then after I fed him he blorped all over the place, so we decided a bath was definitely in order. His cord came off earlier in the week, so it was BATH TIIIIIME (say that in the same "Blue's Clues" voice as "mail time" and you'll get it). He loved it! Except for a few seconds when he looked like, "you're going to do WHAT to my hair?" and then at the end when the ducky towel tried to eat him...
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Love that first picture! We should all have it so good. :)
...blorped? :)
I think the last one might be the cutest picture there ever was.
Columbia, "blorped" is a word my mom coined with Carrie. She found Scott a soft, old, button down shirt that she called his "baby blorp shirt" and we've used it ever since. Of course, we also use "hurk" based on an old Garfield comic where Garfield winds up a mouse with his tail wrapped around really, really tight, sticks his paw on top of his head, lets go, and the mouse spins across the table to throw himself over the side of Jon's coffee mug with a big "HURK!" 0=D
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