Saturday, April 29, 2006

Dear God, we're in trouble

He Just Rolled Over. Okay, actually, it was the day before yesterday, but still. He. Rolled. Over. Front to back. Aaaaaaaaah! Fear strikes my heart. If he can do this now, what will he be able to do at 6 months? My aunt walked at 7 months. Could he be gearing up for a reign of terror unlike any since Vlad the Impaler? He shows no signs of wanting to torture the populace but you Just Never Know. Maybe when he's 3 he'll steal Perp's trike and cruise the neighborhood looking for victims.

It could happen.

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