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Hey, guess who is
eight weeks old?
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Grandma Peggy says
I get more beautiful by the week |
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What do you think?
Don't I just look like a cute little teddy bear? |

Mug shot |
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Aw c'mon Grandma,
can't I just have a little bit more dinner?
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Fine, I guess
I'll just have to sulk... |
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Cheer up, sister,
we'll get more food at breakfast tomorrow...
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Looking serious |
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I'm so hungry I
could just eat you up!
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But that
wouldn't be nice of me, I'm so sweet! |
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Hey sister, come
play ball with me!
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Come on, how
could you deny a face like this? |
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Phew, I'm tired.
It's nice to lie on this cold stone, it makes me cooler.
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Hey look, there's
momma Erin! |
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My sisters are
already going to play, maybe I should go too!
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Erin being the
sweet, gentle momma she is... |
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Mommy, don't you
have some dinner left in there for us? Please?
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What do you mean
there's no milk left? |
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Oh well, all the
added pounds from drinking that milk won't look good on my girly
figure anyway...
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I love giving
kisses! |
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Come on, let's
PLAY! |

Ring around the
rosie... |
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Pockets full of
poesies...
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We all fall, DOWN!
Hey, sister, fall down like the rest of us! |