The Duncan Family: uncle chris

Friday, June 20, 2008

uncle chris

Clay's best friend and Vera's God Father, Chris came up to visit with us and meet Charlie! We are so happy he could make the long trek up to see us!
p.s. I had to take Charlie to the doctor on Friday. He has a nasty diaper rash (not a big fan of boy parts). When we were there they weighed and measured him...
10 pounds and 22 inches! He is already out of newborn clothes...

4 comments:

Jason and Carrie said...: That was nice of Chris to come up!
Nad - I think Charlie looks like you as a baby in these pictures.; Saturday, June 21, 2008
The Cohen Family said...: Nadia,

I love your blog!!! Ref your message, I checked my Springboro email and didn't get anything. Try resending it to my personal email at natalieawoods@yahoo.com Can't wait to see you!!

- Nat; Saturday, June 21, 2008
Monica~ James~ Connor said...: hope charlie gets better soon! he's really growing isn't he? I love big babies though...I think Connor was like 11 pounds at one month. Charlie is obviously getting sme good food!! Having a boy is so different isn't it...the boy parts are definitely an adjustment!!; Saturday, June 21, 2008
Anonymous said...: Oh Oh! Chris is beginning to look
like a natural.

Luv,
G-Ma Dreyer in Florida; Monday, June 23, 2008

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