And it came to pass, in the 2011th year since the birth of Christ, in the 4th month of that year, that our daughter celebrated her 8th month of life.
She is small in stature, but waxing strong in her abilities of crawling and standing. And she brings her family great joy, even unto much laughing at her spitting and tormenting of her elder brother.
And in that same month Breyan did also learn to spit her food out, blow raspberries, climb onto furniture, and poke other children in the eye. And her parents are sore afraid.
3 comments:
This sounds like it is from the Book of Ron but it is about you so it should be the Book of Cami.
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You are hilarious. I love it!!
That was great. I loved reading that post. The ending was just pure poetry!!!
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