“Problems cannot be solved at the same level of awareness that created them.” – Albert Einstein

Between my baby,

Where's my baby?

And this boy?

The little boy in his place

August 8th, 2008 at 1:36 pm
6 Responses to “Where do the years go?”
  1. 1
    Moose Says:

    Obviously they were not spent in a tanning bed or the sun. Not that it would matter with his coloring.

    That picture makes him look like he is from whatever planet those aliens in Cocoon came from.

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    Robbin Says:

    What can I say? He got his mother’s complexion.

    Obviously, at one time, you thought it was at least a little attractive…

  3. 3
    Trixie Says:

    ROFL and I was just thinking how beautiful his skin was and then I read the comments.

  4. 4
    Willow Says:

    I’m not saying a thing about anybody’s complexion because I only have to THINK about going out in the sun and I get burned! Robbin, your boy is beautiful, then and now… but the years do fly, do they not?

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    Amy-Renee Says:

    He does look a little blue in that last picture…

    Your boy is so beautiful! Wasn’t yesterday that we were at the hospital stressing about his circumcision?!

    My kid started 7th grade this morning…. talk about the years slipping by!

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    ulrich Says:

    He’s a cute kid, no two ways about it…and I’ll not doubt he got his looks from his mom (hi Moose).

    But complection – I’ve seen you Robbin…you aren’t Blue.

    but if he is good at percussion he’s already half way to a career in a Las Vagas percussion group. 🙂