By Daddy
Just yesterday, you were born, and I wake up this morning to find a
two-year old running around the house, eating all the food, following his big brother's every move, and spreading that infectious laugh. How can this be? Where did the time go? Pardon the cliche, but the time absolutely flies with you around...
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| Interesting that they only noted weight and circumference of his noggin. |
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| Plotting or admiring? |
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| OK, admiring. |
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| Still admiring. |
Anyone who has had the distinct pleasure of meeting the Q Ball knows the feeling: this world, despite it's plentiful problems and many sorrows, is undoubtedly a better place with Quentin Stegmaier. Happiest of Birthdays to my chubby little buddy.
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| Despite turning into this handsome young lad... |
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| In my eyes, you'll always be the Baby Q Ball. |
