Doesn't he look like a little boxer? And I mean the ultimate-fighting kind, not the canine. Looks like he's already practicing his punches with one eye swollen shut.
July 29, 2009
Playtime with Daddy
When Mr. Morgan gets home from work in the afternoons, he's been so good about letting me "unload" Hamilton on him for a few minutes. Mr. Morgan's commute home is only about 10 minutes; so while he'd prefer another half hour of unwind time before having to talk to anyone at home, he's been walking in the door and helping me immediately with feeding Hamilton or just holding him. Here are some playtime pictures from yesterday.Doesn't he look like a little boxer? And I mean the ultimate-fighting kind, not the canine. Looks like he's already practicing his punches with one eye swollen shut.
Doesn't he look like a little boxer? And I mean the ultimate-fighting kind, not the canine. Looks like he's already practicing his punches with one eye swollen shut.
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