the priests' hole, from which we write.
I had some time with Kazzie this morning, absorbing valuable life-giving energy. In the following photo I am holding up her head, not giving her a right hook to the chops.
Compare the size of her hand, no, the size of her head, to my hand. When I tell you she's small, you've got to believe me. I don't remember what we were talking about and why her expression is so spazzy. I DO remember that we were listening to a Luis Miguel tune. You Trevia folks remember my poster, right?
1 comment:
Wow, when I read your blog I do not expect to find pics of you punching babies, especially cute ones. Lesser friends might not stick by you when they see this--lucky for you I have little moral fiber.
P.S. Kazzie is adorable.
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