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Roddy said…
What of worth? Destructo at work by the look of it.
Cute kid that one.
27 August 2009 at 21:40
Sarah said…
There is no question that He is CUTE!
28 August 2009 at 00:28
yamini said…
Hey Cutie in Red n Stripes,

How are you doing? By the looks of it, you surely are on to something. Hope that half-turned basket is not one of your handiworks, hmmmm? What's next?

Luv
Yamini
28 August 2009 at 04:07
Valerie said…
It's all systems go for the cute little fellow.
28 August 2009 at 05:37
Oscar said…
Very nice baby!!!
Why do you like Argentine?
Bye,i m waiting in my blog!!
Oscar from Bs As
28 August 2009 at 11:21
Betsy Brock said…
Yep...he is definitely cute! :)
28 August 2009 at 12:34
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he's always into everything.
28 August 2009 at 13:28
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, and he spills crumbs everywhere.
28 August 2009 at 13:28
Kris McCracken said…
Valerie, too right it is!
28 August 2009 at 13:29
Kris McCracken said…
Oscar, my wife spent a year in Tucumán, so I have retained an interest!
28 August 2009 at 13:29
Kris McCracken said…
Betsy, cuter than I!
28 August 2009 at 13:30
yamini said…
Crumbs!!! They look cute on Ez. :-)
28 August 2009 at 14:19
Kris McCracken said…
Crumbs EVERYWHERE!
28 August 2009 at 14:26
Priyanka Khot said…
I liked your explanation.

He is CUTE, no arguments there.
28 August 2009 at 14:47
Kris McCracken said…
I have even cuter photos to come.
28 August 2009 at 14:48
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