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Tomorrow. Eight years. Grown so much. Love him to death. A joy of a boy. Can’t imagine my life without him. He makes life just so much sweeter. And I’m a better person because of him.

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2 comments

  1. Susan · August 20, 2008

    Cute picture! They grow too fast if you ask me.

  2. Natalie · August 21, 2008

    Is there a name for a poem like that? I can’t remember–really sweet though!

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