Monday, December 31, 2007
Weighing in at 22 pounds....
After a fall (not sure what he hit on the way down) we made a trip to the ER. Thankfully they were able to glue it shut so no stitches. It looks like we have our own little pint size boxer. The scary thing is he wouldn't be afraid to jump in the ring right now. God, help me to get him to adulthood. (alive and in one piece)
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I dont think I would like to go a round with Ev... he would kick my booty.
Talk to the Pediatrician about a helmet.
He has got that mutant gene that is a little self-destructive, though we don't mean to be.
Better take care of my wild red-haired step child or I am coming to get him :)
Looks like me after a night of drinking :-)
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