I am totally going to be one of those crazy parents that has tons of photos and annoys everyone with pictures of their child. What can I say, we're pretty proud. And we kind of love this little guy.
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I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands (the voice in your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
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