Now that I am soon to become a grandmother times two, my thoughts have gone back to my own kids' baby days. I need to dig up some baby photos of Jimmy, but they are very scarce. That was back in the days when film and developing were a luxury. Come to think of it, back then plastic wrap was a luxury. Bread bags worked just fine. OK, I'm digressing...!
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I don't need photos to know he was the prettiest baby ever born. After all, he was my first miracle. I will find a photo to scan soon. But for now, here is a photo of Miracle Two, and Miracle Three!
Anybody who knows me understands what pride and love I have for my children. But today I miss my babies.
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