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My Growing Boy

I used to get the awesomest pictures of Isaak and now all I get our action shots. Isaak won't hold still! I try to get him to smile for the camera and he does for a second and then he's off again. I'm lucky to get a great picture of him if he's engrossed in his go-gos, which are his cars. I've been doing a scrapbook of his life so we have proof of all the crazy stuff he does. I just finished this one about a month ago and it reminded me of how smiley and adorable this boy is. He just loves life! He's determined, outspoken, and vivacious. Voom! Voom!See it's proof! He used to smile and look at the camera for more than a nanosecond. I love that boys smile! I love, love, love, love it!

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Tina said…
I *think* I love that boys smile even more!!! Ok, maybe you love it the most but I could be second? or at least third? I know AliCherie loves it too! Randomly throughout the day she says "Isaak?" and I say "he is at home with his momma!" She seems to be accepting that answer for now :)

Love you and miss you all like crazy already!
September 3, 2010 at 10:51 PM
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