Brandon has begun making motor sounds with his mouth. He thinks it’s hilarious. He spits and sputters all over the place.
Sometimes I let Steve think Brandon is a daddy’s boy. Sometimes.
We have one smiley, happy baby. We have nothing to complain about. Except my ingrown toenails and possible thyroid problem and two-week long headache. But those are my problems. I’ve got 99 problems but Brandon ain’t one.
holly pelesky 
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