I love the times I can still get him to fall asleep on me. It reminds me that he's still my baby.
We cut Eric's hair before Thanksgiving. He looked like a hairy old man when we got it off the top.
Here Grandpa Ririe is giving Eric his first piano lessons. I guess he's learning to play with his toes.
After wrapping Christmas presents Eric loved the cardboard roll. Knock yourself out kiddo.
He just looked too cute after eating spaghetti. It's just a classic kid look and we had to capture it.
3 comments:
Does he have weird toes like you where you can pinch people with them?! Poor kid. JK
Happy Birthday Carrie!!!
I'm lame because I don't have your phone number and I wanted to let you know that I remembered your birthday, but then I got on your blog to see if I could get your email address from it (cuz I don't have that either..lame AGAIN) and you already posted that it was your birthday. Sigh. So happy quarter of a century! I hope you have an amazing day. And just so you know, even though I'm far away and I never call or write or do smoke signals or telepathy... I still love ya.
Happy Birthday Carrie! You have a wonderful family and a sweet little boy and I'm sure you will soon be blessed with many many more kids.
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