Dear Oliver,
As you can see in these pictures, you adore being pulled around the neighborhood in your red wagon. I don’t even have to put you in it! You hop right in and sign more until I start pulling and these are the times that I will remember for eternity. I love you my peanut!
Love,
Mommy
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He looks so happy! He sure is a handsome fellow. Peanut…cute name.
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Thank you so much! I called him peanut because he was so tiny when he was a baby and it just kind of stuck! LOL
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That is precious! Mine was burrito boy. 🙂
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he is a happy doll and clearly loves his wagon rides. he looks like your double in the first picture )
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I love his smile! I will walk a million miles just to see his smile and hear his laugh! Thank you for reading!
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