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April 24, 2011

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Grama

My God, Susan---you just get better and better! I love this post and I am so happy that you are back! I want more!!! Love you

Aunt Lindy

Susan...My mouth is STILL hanging down on my chest!! I am wondering if these are the words you lost. Because if that"s the case, you sure found some wonderful replacements!! This is so touching, Susan. Leaves me hungry for more...

liz

I was so not ready for Muffin Man to know that the Tooth Fairy and Santa were really Mommy and Daddy.

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  • I'm Susan. I'm flawed. I love used book stores, family game night, starfish, the Boston Red Sox, lighthouses, photography, itty bitty baby toes and yoga. I'm addicted to pumpkin spice lattes, office supplies, tote bags, and my fabulously patient husband (Steve) as well as our two rapidly growing daughters: Hayden (14) and Anna (10). When they were little their hair was constantly in crooked pigtails. We live in a small shoreline town in Southeastern Connecticut with Luna, our Cockapoo, and Daisy, Josie, and Lucy our three cats. Our house is old. Our decore is primarily Children Live Here with a splash of Constant Renovation. Come on in and make yourself comfortable.

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