These pictures are just randoms that I took, playing around with the new camera.
I love and hate this picture of Ridge. Love, for obvious reason. Hate because he looks so old. I'm having a lot of those pangs lately. It's exciting to see him grow up, learn, and be self sufficient. But sometimes I wish I could bring back his fat baby face and curls.
For a fat baby, we turn to Sawyer. Man, he is a pistol. ALWAYS on the move. Knows no limit. He and I met Nana and Big Daddy in Edgefield (between Dallas and Gilmer) to get Keely. He wondered around everywhere, picking up trash and putting it into his mouth. OK - scratch what I said before about missing Ridge being a baby.
OK. Let's see how this looks.
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