Thursday, October 18, 2007

I love James very much. I don't love 18 months very much. (except for the BLESS-ED nursery sent from heaven above! I now love the nursery mamas as much as my anesthesiologist.) I am trying to find the balance between 'pick your battles' and turning him into that little kid at Albertsons that we are oh-so-grateful doesn't belong to us. I am learning that the balance often produces this face on James, as seen above.

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