Pretty tuckered out after a big Thanksgiving dinner. (or just milk..AGAIN)
Grandma Diane can't resist my charms and playing with me.
Either can Aunty Erin. Let's face it: I'm a lot of fun.
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A baby is something you carry inside you for nine months, in your arms for three years and in your heart till the day you die. -- Mary Mason
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