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July 02, 2009

My Max...

Max
This really needs no words...so I'll refrain and let you just gaze into his little eyes...


Beautiful, no?


He loves his thumb - it helps to take his mind off of missing his grandma.


He lives 800 miles away from me.  I hate that.  But just look at that face...I spit on 800 miles.

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