I'm declaring myself the winner of the tooth contest. I now have 12 teeth, and poor Ryan only has 7. I don't think he'll ever catch me now so I'll just say it...I win! Mom and dad got some boxes from the movers on Friday so this weekend they started packing up some of our toys. We really don't understand why they would put our toys in boxes, but we don't really care either, as long as they continue to let us play in the boxes that is.
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Who needs toys when you have boxes? Grandma is so anxious to see her two little angels...we'll spend Thursday and Friday just having fun...and giving Mom a bit of a rest!
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