this time last year, he was in my belly, bouncing around, oblivious to the fact that his poor mama was suffering through the hottest summer on record. then, not only did pickle wait past his due date for the official beginning of fall, he decided to make his appearance on the morning the heat broke into a cool, crisp perfect day. thanks, guy.
now he is witnessing record amounts of rain, the coolest july ever and the attack of the mean mosquitoes that come with the dampness. the mosquitoes don't bother the rest of us for some reason, but they love the tasty baby man.
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