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When it rains.

April 21, 2009

See this little smirk of his? That is my heart and soul. That face up there is a goofy question mixed with extreme excitement and “I have to go potty” terror, all rolled into one adorable smirk. Some things are always yours and only yours but others like, dialect, movements, smiles – those come from […]

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