Dear Ribs,
They call what the baby is doing "Rib tickling." Oh, how far from the truth. I still can't imagine how his little feet are getting in between you. Sorry for the abuse.
-Emily
7.16.2009
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1 comment:
I love your letters, you are so funny! I am sorry about your ribs.
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