She's the size of a large mango...I'm curious to know a tropical fruit with so much leg oomph. She's either training for the Newborn Bicycle Olympics or maybe she exhibiting signs of the piss and vinegar that is to come. Will she fall victim to the second child syndrome... brains and ball-busting? This morning the Woog was hollerin into the monitor..."hello, I'm awake and now you are too!" (I swear I heard him giggle) and she began kicking with all her tiny fury. What the heck man. Are they trying to double team me already?
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