It must be rough crawling around everywhere, pulling yourself up on everything, and making Piccolo Pete noises down the aisles of Target! Jackson went down tonight at 7:30p.m. after a splish-splash in the bath. Let's hope no scavengers come knocking on my door tonight! I love you, Jackson Pants!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
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