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| As I was parking the car (how GHETTO does that parking lot look? HAHAHA), Gabe jumped out to "direct" me into the proper place "like those guys do with the planes at the airport, Mom." |
Since I will be celebrating my three-year blogiversary soon, I took a few looks back and realized I used to post everything about the Gabester, like what song we danced to in the grocery store or how many random strangers he told on the sidewalk about how he pooped in the potty during the dreaded potty-training phase. He hasn't gotten less cute or less funny (on the contrary, really), so I thought I'd share these fun little snippets from the last few weeks.
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| "Look what I did! Take this picture for Daddy puh-leeze! I am SO tall!!" |
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