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judifilksign) wrote2009-07-07 10:18 am
judifilksign) wrote2009-07-07 10:18 am
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Elder Son is Twelve Today
It does not seem possible that it has been a dozen years since my firstborn was well, first born.
Dino is growing up scarily bright, and sweet. Math from his father (and certainly not from me,) and music from me (and certainly not from my DH.) And so much that is uniquely, wonderfully, just him.
He chose a week at boy scout camp over a birthday party, although the family will still be having cake and presents today.
Dino is growing up scarily bright, and sweet. Math from his father (and certainly not from me,) and music from me (and certainly not from my DH.) And so much that is uniquely, wonderfully, just him.
He chose a week at boy scout camp over a birthday party, although the family will still be having cake and presents today.
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