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In and out of weeds and dirt. Squealing, laughing, getting hurt. Arms held out for loves and hugs. Tiny fingers finding bugs. Rough and tumble, sweet and shy. Snuggling for a lullaby. Who could name the countless joys that come from raising little boys?
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Awww, this makes me smile. From looking at this, you'd never guess Cole tried to give his brother away so many times back in the day...
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