Ah, how naive I once was, thinking as the boys got older, the monthly pictures would get easier. For a time, I guess it did. But now…not so much. I can’t rely on yelling “POOP!” anymore to make them laugh. Even an M&M bribe only got me this. Sigh. I gotta up my game.
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One response to “70 months old”
Is that golf clubs?