Mills looked to handsome in his Easter suit this morning. I asked him to stand still so that I could take his picture. He did not want to, and I could tell this by the way he hung his sweet little head, and poked out his lip. He didn't cry, or fuss, or get mad like he would have normally done. He just pouted silently and let mama do her work. Too funny. See, he's precious isn't he. If I should say so myself, my boys clean up pretty nicely!
Sunday, April 24, 2011
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The love of our lives was born on 8.13.09 and is the light of our lives. Mills is our happy, busy, typical little boy, who never slows down. He is a huge fan of Moose and Zee, Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse and loves playing with his "big-brother-dog," Joey. There is not a day that goes by that I don't look at this precious miracle given to us by God and sit in awe.









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