I don't know where the time has gone. Everyday, lately, I have been thinking that. Every time I look at Wyland's new front teeth, I think that. Every time I see Wyland try to pull himself up on something, I think that. Geez. Every time I look at my little cutie pie, I want to tell him I love him. And I do, because I can. (I'm not sure he'll be as appeasing to his momma when he's older...)
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