Wednesday, July 6, 2011

The One Where He Constantly Talked About Poop


This one is from back in the day. The day when Garrett was two and a half and I was lamenting the fact that he was halfway to five. That happens on July 20, for anyone who's keeping track. Dude. My son is a quarter of the way to twenty.

I just died a little inside.

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