Saturday, July 26, 2008

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a... Mommy, quit tickling me.













Madison, if I ran away tonight would you come with me?










10... 64... Georgia... Hut, Hut, Hike!










Auntie Julia, don't tell anyone the green beans are in my diaper.










Help yourself, man. I've got an opener on my key chain if you need it.

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