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You Beautiful Doll

My boy yesterday was looking tired. I picked him up and held him and in a matter of minuets he was fast asleep. The bad news is it was five o'clock in the afternoon. Before you ask, he did not sleep through the night. He took a five hour nap. About ten or eleven he woke up and it was close to one in the morning before he finally settled back down.

I did however get to take a picture of Emma holding her brother while he was sleeping. Her brother that is almost as big as she is.

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Sweet children. Even more so when one is sleeping.........

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