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Happy Seven Months Sawyer!



Your hair is the most out of control it's been 
You are crawling now with one knee up and you drag one leg behind you
You're very chatty but it only sounds like "AAAAAAAAAH!"
You still hate these pictures
You chew on everything but your favorite thing is tags
You like to crawl to something and attempt to stand up on it

We love you!


Here are some (very blurry and poorly exposed) outtakes:




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