The other day Gene left to go somewhere, and Callan had followed him down the stairs to the door. I was upstairs doing something else when he left. Minutes later I realized that I didn't hear Callan and began to get worried that he was doing something that he wasn't supposed to be doing. I called for him, but he didn't answer. Uh, oh!
I went all the way downstairs, still calling for him. No answer. Where could he be? I was standing right in front of Kinsley's car seat, still looking around for Callan. All of the sudden I looked down and saw this sly face smiling back at me...
I went all the way downstairs, still calling for him. No answer. Where could he be? I was standing right in front of Kinsley's car seat, still looking around for Callan. All of the sudden I looked down and saw this sly face smiling back at me...
He was in the car seat, covered up with a blanket, not making a sound the whole time. He startled me when I saw him! I didn't even notice that the fluffy bundle of pink was actually Callan!
Sneaky boy...
Sneaky boy...
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