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December 16, 2006



I was blessed with three boys. They have feelings. About four or five of them last I counted. Happy, sad, tired, hungry and mad.

Ms Baroque

Lucky little star. She sounds like what my grandmother would have called a real trouper.

I want somebody to take me to the cranial osteopath!

Dave Hill

Littlebear: They all sound perfectly well-balanced and rather like me, though I admit those may not be the same thing.

MsB: Join the queue.

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