He's an 8 month old love bug. Incidentally, his sweet little mouth still smells like clean goodness.
His kisses are divine.
I tried to give Boston a hair cut and the whole thing went south in a heart beat. I had to go with plan B and now he is bald.
Quinton's no-teeth grimace.
Babies rock. Look at that face. I wanna slurp it up.
I needed Halloween pics for one of my assignments this month, so Quinton drew the short straw.
Here is just a taste of my mid-summer monster.
so hopefully that keeps the family at bay for a while.
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