Archive | January, 2013

Baby Spiderman

28 Jan

I scaled every wall in our house this weekend after daddy made up a new game called Baby Spiderman.

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Quranic Texts

27 Jan

This guy is waaaaay over my head.

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Dear Sissy…

26 Jan

One day, I’ll be six.  And when I turn six, you’ll be turning 12.  I’ll never catch up.  But Happy Birthday anyways!  For your birthday, I asked it to snow.  I forgot to ask that it snow in GEORGIA, not here.  Sorry for the mistake, but here is a picture for you on this special day.

I love you.

Love, Townes.

DAD WAKE UP

26 Jan

It’s time to play.

Love, Townes.

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Hello Out There?

26 Jan

It’s Friday night. Where is everyone? Why aren’t you guys home???

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Happy Inauguration/MLK Day!

22 Jan

Play. Sleep. Play. Sleep. Play. Sleep. Play. Sleep.

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Five Months

22 Jan

These pics are from January 2 when I turned 5 months old.

Dear Five Months,

What a time we’ve had.  Playing with toys, putting everything in my mouth, dabbling with rice cereal, and rolling over and over and over and over.  I am in. con. trol.

See you next month.

Love, Townes.

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The Swing!

21 Jan

I took Beeba and Dad to the playground today to show them how I could swing. Then, next thing I knew, Beeba was taking me down the slide. As you can see, I am not 100%, but hey, I think I still look pretty cute.

We are having a great time.

Love, Townes.

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The Beebs

20 Jan

The one and only is here to see me. Just me. I have decided that every time we may eye contact, I will giggle and flash my dimple.

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“Shake, Rattle, and Roll”

14 Jan

I’ve always loved moving and grooving but now I am something else, just rolling from my back to my tummy and then to my back again. I wiggle and roll, trying to get to those out-of-reach toys.

Until my mom starts hovering. Then, game over.

Here’s how it goes:

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