It was only a matter of time before the rough-housing began, but I guess I'm lucky we made it as long as we did. I walked into the living room one evening recently to find Everett hanging upside down in his daddy's arms. I supressed my inner desire to completely freak OUT and, instead, bit my lip and tried to embrace this new phase of play we'd apparently entered. I've got to admit, the kid loves it. He always busts out with a giggle or a grin, and I suppose that's what daddy's are for anyhow, right? He has his mama to baby him. :)
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