Thursday, February 28, 2008

by two's

Mama's at the kitchen table, Trev is one room over. (the den, I think.)
I hear, "Twelve. Fourteen. Sixteen, eighteen, twenty, twenty-two..." and a few more.

Huh. Imagine that.
Posted by Stephanie at 6:39 PM
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  1. Urban Mom2/29/2008 12:51 PM

    Aren't those the BEST moments????!!!! Congratulations!

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  2. Anonymous2/29/2008 8:28 PM

    Yay for patterns!

    :)

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