Monday, May 24, 2010
Connor and Balls
Connor was teething this weekend and having a really difficult time. He was angry at life and screaming, so I took him back to rock him. He threw a complete tantrum, but stopped in the middle and started laughing. He hit my stomach with both hands and said, "A ball?" Now if you ask him where Mommy's ball is, he points to my belly.
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