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Like father,
like son.
(Except he's grown out of his bib.)
Apparently, he's grown out of dribbling his food, as well! Don't give up that bib just yet.
Posted by: Donna | 2005.08.02 at 06:22 PM
you still have a few tricks up your sleeve though, the little one is still using his hands!
Posted by: albert | 2005.08.02 at 09:30 PM
sniff... I'm so proud!
Posted by: Dee | 2005.08.03 at 01:53 PM
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Apparently, he's grown out of dribbling his food, as well! Don't give up that bib just yet.
Posted by: Donna | 2005.08.02 at 06:22 PM
you still have a few tricks up your sleeve though, the little one is still using his hands!
Posted by: albert | 2005.08.02 at 09:30 PM
sniff... I'm so proud!
Posted by: Dee | 2005.08.03 at 01:53 PM