Jake, my buddy across the street, and I decided to hang out at the Fells Point Festival. We had a great time, but man these parents of mine are such rookies. Glad Dad decided to go with the stroller on cobble stoned streets...nice thinking numb skull. How the heck am I suppose to get my beauty sleep so I can terrorize you late at night when my head is bobbing up and down like a bobble head doll? Jake got the easy ride in the Baby Bjorn (after Dad and Jake's Dad, Josh, figured the darn thing out) while I got treated like a pinata for the whole day. I'll just take it all out on my diapers!
Saturday, October 6, 2007
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