You'd think he hung our moon.
JEB
2.08.2010
Honey Moon
Twelve moons have swelled since he joined us here, eleven months ago.
He is so thick with sweetness, spending time with him is intoxicating. His gooey goodness precludes sobriety.
You'd think he hung our moon.
JEB
You'd think he hung our moon.
JEB
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What a little doll face! Such joy!
Oh man...watch out girls!!
Just when I think you've posted the cutest Tucker picture I've ever seen, you post another one that's even cuter!
ELEVEN MONTHS!!!
Wow, I played Final Jeopardy music while I stepped away from the computer and did the math.
L2A4
P.S. It was nice of Coach Tressel to call on February 3rd(National Signing Day)to get an update on Tuck's 40 yard time.
Awweee.. just wanna squeeze the little guy.. too cute!!
Love the gritted teeth! He's so handsome you just want to squeeze him.
P.S. So good to see Miss C tonight. Please bring her more often. I think she liked all of the book club lovin' :)
I hear "Cheese . . ." being spoken.
And I have to tell you that I considered the words "bowl" and "gooey" for a tentative post. Another bowl of Jan's gooey butter cake was inspiring. :) So glad Andy requested that for his b-day . . .
As if his big smile wasn't cute enough, that collared shirt seals the deal. And, K knows she's a bit older than him, but still wants his digits.
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