well she got friendly down in the sa-a-and

our friend deron has a little girl named maggie who is about 6 months older than mr. baby man. the first time she and wile met, sparks didn't really fly:



i can't say i blame her for not going for him—he still looked like a potato, and he only had one sock on because he got poop on the other one. not really a strong first impression.


so, 8 months pass, and wile develops killer hair, some bone structure, and the ability to sit upright without support. he's a new man, and maggie can't help but notice when they meet on the beach:

things start off slow with a little game of catch...



but soon enough, it's into the loooove kyack...



wile dazzles her with his smile...



she tells him all about herself...



they pause for a glamour shot...



but then it's back to the hot baby lovin'...



what we were sadly unable to capture on film was the sequence in which they kissed, then maggie danced for wile, then he threw the ball at her face. ah, young love.