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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Nine.

 
Now you're nine. 
 
When I brought your birthday cake to the table, it only had 7 candles; an unintentional slip on my part. I didn't even notice I'd forgotten two.  You immediately called me on it.
 
I'm having a hard time accepting how old you are, but you certainly act your age plus more.
 
Love Mom.

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