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happy 17

 Seventeen YEARS of YOU.  (You.) Born on an April morning some time ago:  Dan and you on the day you were born: You reading to Tim and Julia.  Sam is kind of listening too.  Anyone out there love sponge painting?  I kind of loved how it turned out–very cloud-like.  Notice upon the headboard?  Two dancing

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kari’s 16

 So many greetings on Instagram today. You’re a popular baby sister. Yep, they were old enough to remember you back when. We did presents and you were a very good sport.  So excited for socks!  And pajama pants with a weird little dog print.  You have not been a big fan of your birthday for

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weekend in march

 This one ended up at urgent care today, who sent us to the ER.  Glomerulonephritis, we are told.  She appeared yesterday with a rash, which was worse today. She had antibiotics all week for strep throat, now this.  Well, they gave her fluids and a lot of blood samples were taken.   She’s okay.  Her

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fifteen

It’s been a long time we’ve known each other.  Fifteen years?  You once were a young squirrel.  Possibly even the nuttiest one. You were a very entertaining child, creative, off-beat, hilarious.  And then you became civilized and appropriate, but every once in a while that craziness comes peeping out again around the edges.  Thank goodness.

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