Tuesday, June 16, 2009

New Food: Box of Raisins

Paul is a raisin fiend. It's like baby Prozac - a teeny box turned him from a whiny, cranky, miserable excuse for a human being into a grinning, giggling, goofy little cutie. Good stuff.

Mommy and Paul
Oh, Paul also somehow managed to chip two of his 4 upper front teeth. How? When? Unknown. Mommy is far more upset about it than Paul.

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