| Here's my baby, seven months old and about 5 feet tall. OK, so not that tall. But he is outgrowing his clothes at an alarming rate. I make up little songs about how smart and handsome he is. We have a song for waking up in the morning. And one for going to school. Even one for burping. He'll either develop a love of music, or he'll be in therapy by age 12. |
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