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"That's right, folks! It's only a matter of time until they won't be able to shut me up..."

Not much time to blog lately, but I thought I would share some (low quality) pics. We basically went from taking insane amounts of pictures when Abram was born to taking almost none with a real camera. So my phone is the only place that we are getting any documentation of his fast and furious development. The fun thing is that it DOES take video, so I get a little more eventful stuff to share.

He has been talking a lot lately. I haven't figured out if he is just babbling for babblings sake or if he does it when he needs to spit up. Usually these conversations follow a feeding and are followed by some kind of liquid. Sorry. But here is Abram conversing.



If my mac were working, I would love to be able to add captions for what I imagine him to be saying. Oh well, maybe it's better for you to use your own imagination.

We've also been working on playing with toys and tummy time. He's still not a huge fan of the latter, but he's getting better and better each time at not freaking out.

This is tummy time in his new gym we bought at a resale shop for 1/3 of the price it is at babies r us. I am beginning to learn to never buy anything new...

Well, I will try to be better about taking pictures of the kid on a good camera. Or maybe be better about telling Quinn to be better about taking pictures of the kid on a good camera. Same thing.

"Thaaaaat's all, folks."

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