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September 22, 2006



Gah. Can't they stay little - and ours - forever?

Crying. Thanks. :-P


So sweet...I LOVE that story!!!


I just love this story for so many reasons. Has all the elements!! Love you all.


A new memory made while reminiscing about an old one!

Kate the Shrew

That's a great story. I'm looking forward to Queen B getting to the age where she wants to hear her history.

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