Dave keeps offering to make me an omelet. I have no idea why, but I know for sure I may never want another one for the rest of my life.
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Aww, He just wants to " DOOOOO something" to make you feel better. It must be tough to watch you work so hard.
Posted by: mom | May 23, 2006 at 04:58 AM
Why am I so excited for you?!!?! I'm all the way in Texas and on pins and needles waiting for baby sister. Good luck!!!
Posted by: Leticia | May 23, 2006 at 06:15 AM