Yeah. At least one of us got her beauty sleep before the 7:30 wake up call ("Mom! Dad! Did Santa bring my presents yet?") Serves me right for blogging into the wee hours.
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3 comments:
awww. look at those rosy red cheeks! she is getting BIG!
What a cute baby!
She's darling and I bet she needs no beauty sleep at all.
She's getting to be so big, Aubrey--I can't believe it.
And yes, it's totally disgusting that she requires absolutely no beauty sleep whatsoever. At least not yet...
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