These days this picture pretty much sums up Calvin. He is getting in some molars and constantly has his fingers (or his while hand) crammed into his mouth. His mood reflects this milestone as he is always one wrong look/word/move away from his whole world crashing down. We must see him running to us in tears crying "Hold me!" at least a million times a day. Poor baby. As my grandmother (Honey) is fond of saying "Give me strength!"
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