Daddy Gets Home

I love Daddy time.  When he gets home from work, he swoops me up and we have a little talk.  Mainly, I say my favorite word, “heh-heh” and Daddy bounces me up and down so that I forget to start crying.  Sometimes I don’t even know why I cry.  Hmm . . . I’m feeling a little bit bored right now, maybe I’ll cry.  Aren’t you glad this blog doesn’t have sound?


January 13, 2007. Uncategorized.

One Comment

  1. nannycarol replied:

    annabelle, you are a very lucky little girl. you seem to already have your daddy wrapped around your finger and you cant even talk. the wonders of a woman are truly amazing. keep up the good work little one, love nanny

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