Big guy and I play elevator now in the mirror.  We stand in front of the mirror and I say a floor.  We do "dings" to denote the floor and we go down, eventually so we aren't looking in the mirror. Then we pop back up and say "hello baby."  Then Big guy does a huge belly laugh and then I laugh and then we smile at each other and start all over again.  It's interesting that last year at this time I spent time in front of the mirror seeing if my belly looked any bigger.  And now I look at my son.  What a difference a year can make.
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