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Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Big sister

I love that my daughter talks to my newborn son, gives him kisses, and knows his name. I also think it's great that she is more interested in her dolls, changes their diapers, pushes them in the stroller, and burps them.

However, I feel absolutely ridiculous breastfeeding a cabbage patch kid.
Posted by Debbie at 7:37 PM

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