Two hundred sixty-two thousand, eight hundred minutes.
Why don't they write a song about that?
Six. Whole. Months.
Yikes.
Six. Whole. Months.
Yikes.
The Grinch is no match for our sitter upper!
Practicing her UFC with...the arm bar.
(Teeth are starting.)
(Teeth are starting.)
Hmmm?
Hanging out with her buddy, Wyatt.
(Her dress was covered in drool.)
Giant Baybay.
Rahr!
Hey, I found out how to say sign in again, thanks. Our Girl looks so Cute and can't wait to see her other pics.
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