Gavin was 21 months and Carrigan was 6 months. Carrigan would still topple over when sitting up and Gavin still had to be watched like a hawk. Gavin liked picking up little rocks and Carrigan wanted so badly to get a handful of grass in her mouth. Sure things were harder, but I would love to go back to that day! I'm not sure why God blessed me with such beautiful, wonderful children, but I'm sure glad He did! 
(He is crying at a dog barking behind a fence) 
I just want to pick her up... 
and pat that little booty! 
What a sweet little chocolate covered face!
When we came back inside Gavin started playing peak-a-boo with his hat with Carrigan. I was imagining what it will be like when they start to really play together. Now I know! 
Then Carrigan got a hold of the hat and Gavin tried his best to pry it out of her hands. Then I started to imagine all their future fights. I certainly know what that's like now too!!
(He is crying at a dog barking behind a fence) 
I just want to pick her up... 
and pat that little booty! 
What a sweet little chocolate covered face!
When we came back inside Gavin started playing peak-a-boo with his hat with Carrigan. I was imagining what it will be like when they start to really play together. Now I know! 
Then Carrigan got a hold of the hat and Gavin tried his best to pry it out of her hands. Then I started to imagine all their future fights. I certainly know what that's like now too!!
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