And yeah, that is a bottle. I'm a wimp, you see. A wimp whose child's cries of "BA-BA! BAAAAA! BAAAAAAAAAA!" could be used as a Waco-style audio torture method should I ever choose to hole myself up in a house and refuse to come out. Ba-ba will go bye-bye ... soon.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
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That is so stinking cute! And don't sweat the ba-ba. When she's ready, it'll be easy to give it up. We tried around 15 months, no dice. Tried again around 18, and it was easy peasy. Their teeth are fine, so don't let the old wives and peds scare you. ;-)
I just got done reading your blog. I can't believe Olivia has gotten so big. I loved the walking video. Is it okay if I post a link to your blog on my blog?
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