Milestones



Ryan's sitting up all by himself, I'm so proud! I was going to go into some long essay about how important milestones are and how easily they come to most babies, but I won't. I'm just happy with my little Ryan today!

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Anonymous said…
yeah Ryan!!!!!!
November 19, 2008 at 7:03 PM
Erin Hamel said…
he is so BIG!! I cannot believe it! :) I hope you are all well! I miss you all!

Erin
November 22, 2008 at 1:05 PM
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