While I was snapping that last photo of Norah, I ASSUMED James was bringing my baby back to me, unharmed. I looked up, and there, about 8 feet above me, was James balancing precariously with my precious baby! All air left my lungs, and my heart skipped a beat (or 2 or 3), and then I yelled at him and snapped this photo!
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Love this picture!!!
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