Thursday, September 22, 2011

Mother Daughter: Good Times

Hensley Wooth, Wooth, Wooth
You have not one, but four tooth tooth tooth.

You giggle when your brother and I 
do the wiggle.

You love your da, da, da. 
And you say it night and day.

Even when your brother is being quite the stink, you'll flash a smile my way,
and I can not even think!

Love you,

P.S. You are crawling. It's so cute. No more putting you on the bed or the couch, or chair. I must get some baby gates. 

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