Mommy’s been horrible about getting pictures up. But we found some cute remaining Australia pictures. Look at how little I used to be!
Here’s a picture of Mommy and Michelle B. and all of our luggage the day before we moved back to the USA.
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Originally posted Oct 29, 2008.
In some moments of silliness while in New Zealand, we put Paul in the kangaroo pouch on the end of his portacot! He thought it was fun to be a “Joey.”
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Originally posted September 21, 2008.
While Mommy and Daddy took pictures, Paul rode in Daddy’s back pack. He was a great sport.
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Originally published Sep 14, 2008.
Paul learned how to undo the seatbelts on the plane ride to New Zealand.
So at 5:30 there was no seventh tooth. By 7 p.m., there was something poking out of his gums. That would explain why he was crying and fusy from 6 to 7, huh?
I’m sorry I haven’t posted pictures. Now we are going out of town for nine days. And then we’re moving. I’ll do what I can, but no promises…
Here are some snapshots from back when Paul had just six teeth, with two cute ones on the bottom.
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Originally posted Sept 15, 2008.
I like Mommy’s purse. It’s so tasty. And I’m learning how to pull things out of it. I always crawl toward it when I see it.
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Paul is quite a walker. Here Paul is expending the last of his energy, just before bed time.
In this video, Paul’s showing off how he can walk to me (with help….).
I can roar like a lion!
I also like to copy sneezes. They are so funny! Also, sometimes, Mommy uses this really loud thing in the kitchen and I try to copy that sound. Mommy thinks I am funny when I do that!
I like to read books. I don’t always like to listen when Mommy reads them. She takes too long. I just want to turn to the next page and she’s always stopping me.
No, I like to read books all by myself. Then I can turn the pages as quickly as I want.
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Mommy says the book is upside down. But I don’t care. The pages turn just as well this way!