Friday, February 19, 2010

[five months]

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:::::::::::::::::::::a poem [of sorts]:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

[1.] bundled baby in the sak
[2.] cuddle time with brother jack
[3.] in my bumbo, being cute
[4.] holding hands with mom to suite
[5.] my very favorite sophie friend
[6.] this mask, my mommy I defend
[7.] sad, this sickness to defeat
[8.] my loafers have outgrown my feet

4 comments:

Andrea said...

So cute & creative poem!

Richele said...

He's not even mine and I ask incredulously "Five months?!?" How can that be, Erin?

He looks smashing in the hedgehog print and it as if the masked man gives warning "This cuteness cannot be contained."

Beth said...

no no no!!! can it be? he's adorable and he's got ONE CREATIVE MAMMA!!! What a lucky little man.

Ben and Carissa said...

adorable, Erin!