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A penny for your thoughts
Friday, March 9, 2007

No idea what he's thinking here (probably something like "Gee, I'm really tired, but I can't let Mom know."), but I thought it was so sweet the way he needed to clutch the wet wipes all the way home. Nothing needed wiping, he just wanted to lovingly hold them.

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