It's over. Finished. Through. Ended. No more breastfeeding for me, ever. Once the girl grew in her top teeth, it became impossible to nurse. So as of today, she is on the sippy cup. I am not the least bit sad about it. She also learned to do this...
The mohawk continues to get taller and taller. When we are in public people often comment on it. Most are surprised to hear that it is au naturel.
I love those baby blues.
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That hair-do of hers cracks me up. So cute!
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