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leaving out lots of gory details he finally just stops just like that and runs across the kitchen floor arms outstretched wanting me to pick him and pointing to the backyard i ask him if he wants me to carry him around the backyard and sing to him and he nods yes not crying but tears still running down his chubby healthy cheeks
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