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Showing posts with label eight. Show all posts

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Q & A.

Q. Where were you when you heard the eighth grandchild had arrived?

A. What? Eight? That's a bunch of grandchildren, isn't it? Right--at the dog park.


David John, born 6:59 p.m. September 20. And his mother.



Historian and newest grandchild.



Sleepy. 8 lb., 21 in.

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