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A newly mobile Ellie becomes a danger to herself and others. Mostly herself. Nate finds it harder to keep his toys away from her. That story to be continued. |
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| Dragging myself to the camera. | I want to get up on this. | ||
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| Here I go. | Got there. | ||
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| I have a chore now. | I can now stand and scream. | ||
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| Mommy let me feed myself. | What I might look like with a beard. | ||
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| Can I have more cupcake? | Family dance time. | ||
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| Mommy and Nate. | Ellie is always looking for Nate. | ||
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| You the toddler. You the mommy. | Singing songs with my Jets hat on. | ||
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| Around? Through seems faster. | Yup, its a boy. | ||
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What does Nathan have? I need it. |
I can get up on anything. |
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Showing my terrible claws. |
A snowball is food right? |
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Building a snowman. |
A hug and kiss for little sister. |
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