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lanee abigail

I saw a picture of Becky's baby for the first time just now. It's still so surreal, to think that my buddy Becky... this kid I basically grew up with... made this little squalling person frozen for me on the internet... That she's someone's mom... I don't know. I have no words.

I just can't wait to hold her.


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FIN. 2:56 a.m., Saturday, Jul. 16, 2005

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