Our son was cutting some of his first teeth right around the holidays, leaving everyone with little sleep. Late one night, or should I say early morning, I came up with this idea for our Christmas card while I rocked him. Everyone that we sent it to said it was one of their favorites this year and one of the most clever they'd ever seen. My husband, however, thought I was horrible for exploiting our son's pain. I'll let you be the judge.
Monday, February 8, 2010
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