The Squirrelly has always loved being held upside-down, but has recently started doing something new. After I flip him over and dangle him over the livingroom floor, he reaches up, grabs my hands, and tries to pry my fingers away from his waist, as if to say, “Jeeze Dad, I’m a year and a half old — I can remain suspended in midair by myself now, you know.”
Hang In There
September 28th, 2005
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