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Three Fingers

This week our only grandchild turned three. She's become phone shy, and this is a problem because she lives 1500 miles away, and wouldn't come to the phone for us to sing happy birthday to her last night. Abby, I want you to see a picture of your momma when she was three years old.

I hope you grow up to be just like her. Mostly. And send me and GrannyAnny a picture of you holding up THREE fingers. Okay?

Love, Dumpa

Posted by fred1st on January 30, 2004 6:23 AM |

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How sweet is that? Of course, now i miss the children of my children and will spend the evening trying to remember the feeling of sticky kisses, forgetting my lap's too empty now.

Posted by: Anne | January 30, 2004 3:53 PM

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