1. Tooth #8 finally busted through on 9/11/09. It proceeded to give us several nights of multiple wakings and tears.
2. A cold, from Harmon to me.
3. A fat lip, from Harmon to me.
4. Harmon practicing standing on his own a bit. Falling and crying are sweet gifts from this.
5. Baby nina dancing on my bladder non-stop.
So sweet :)
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