This is me trying to take a shot of Noah's teeth, that's right teeth as in plural. Two bottom. No luck but did get giggle worthy shot.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Sleep...
Last night I woke-up at least 4 times to a high pitched squeal (a little sad but also rather amusing). Noah has gotten in the habit of getting himself stuck in the slats of his crib. Upon trying to roll he finds himself stuck and uncomfortable...mom to the rescue!
This is me trying to take a shot of Noah's teeth, that's right teeth as in plural. Two bottom. No luck but did get giggle worthy shot.
This is me trying to take a shot of Noah's teeth, that's right teeth as in plural. Two bottom. No luck but did get giggle worthy shot. 
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2 comments:
Too funny!! Brooke doesn't move an inch in her crib.
LOL! WHAT A CUTE SIGHT...his little footy pj's hanging out there...I love it and the 'tooth' shot. Nice try.
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