Bustin’ Loose
April 15, 2008
Ever have that kind of day when you wake up thinking you can take on the world and it doesn’t work out that way? You get dressed, head downstairs, and something happens to give you a sign that it’s not really going to be that kind of a day?
Yeah, I can relate.
Entry Filed under: Working Mama, You gotta have friends. Tags: boy breaking loose.
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darci | April 15, 2008 at 9:47 am
Yes. I have been calling it the entire month of April. Halfway there, let’s see if it improves.
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Eileen | April 15, 2008 at 6:35 pm
Love the picture. How in the world did that even happen. Did he get caught on a nail between his legs?
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Kwana | April 15, 2008 at 7:20 pm
Poor baby. I know the pain!
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Ellen | April 16, 2008 at 3:20 pm
Eileen - he’s got snap crotch overalls on. He busted out. He was rocking some major diaper action that morning, and he could not be contained.
Kwana, Darci - here’s to some smooth sailing for a little while!
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Darby | April 16, 2008 at 6:59 pm
Had days like that myself, btw just followed you on twitter. Enjoy your time in San Antonio, you may not want to leave here!