July 10, 2007
10:16 PM
Something this morning made me think about Knox and how I carried him down the stairs. I would stop at the top and I would run down the stairs with him in my arms jouncing him as much as possible. He loved it and giggled gleefully all the way down. Maybe that is why he refused to learn to scoot down them on his bottom and always wanted to be carried down.
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