This is a typical morning for us, and the look on Huntley's face is priceless since that is the way his eyes get when he hears her voice (I am sure he doesn't know what is going to happen next). She loves to hold him, the other day she decided to drag him out of the swing (no telling how she did it) but as I walked into the room she was holding him by the neck and he was making a noise something like "help me."
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