If D-man walks for Mr. J before me I admit it. I’m going to be a lit­tle jeal­ous, as in remind­ing D-man his whole life how he walked for Mr. J but I am the one who car­ried him in my womb & birthed him. ME & it took like 3 weeks of labor to have him. That’s right THREE WEEKS, THREE– I mean it FELT like 3 weeks even if it only a few hours. Hours become weeks when you are labor­ing, WEEKS I TELL YA!! WEEKS!! But any­way all moth­er­ing guilt trips aside, Mr. J has been try­ing to help D-man get his land legs every­day. He can’t wait to have D-man take his first steps & he is hop­ing that when D-man does walk it will be with him. Although I’m won­der­ing if Mr. J has thought through this plan, because once D-man is stand­ing & walk­ing on his own 2 feet you know that he will want to get into EVERYTHING that is Mr. J’s. He’ll be like a flash of tod­dler lightening.

(and this pic­ture is cour­tesy of Mr. G who had to also help his broth­ers out)

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