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He smiled. I caught it on camera. This is the stuff dreams are made of. Well, the dreams of mothers of small children at least. Last week I managed to get a picture of Callum smiling, but he looked drunk. Then a couple days ago, I captured an open mouth smile where you could really only tell he was smiling because of his eyes. But this time I got it…even if Ian says it looks more like a smirk, I am calling it a win and saying its a smile.
This whole having a baby around and focusing on the little things thing is pretty dang amazing.
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