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Friday, September 9, 2011
Photo Phriday: Fun Uncle, #2
Ernesto is still a puppy himself. It's like having a teenage babysitter who still likes to play Legos with the kids.
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I think Rosie is a very lucky mother to have such a large extended family to help with the kids...
ReplyDeleteLOVE the blog, I check it every day for any morsels you throw our way. I sorely wish I was ready for a pup.
Thanks.
Agreed, Rod. Or ready for another dog at all, I am seriously loving on Ernesto.
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