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They say that by the time a toddler reaches 18 months of age he's learning a word every hour he's awake. Even the ones you don't want him to learn. Like when your husband drops your beautiful orange Le Creuset stockpot on the floor, cracking it in two. And you yell...well I think you know what you yell. It starts with "F" and rhymes with "luck." And your clever toddler repeats it with the same vigor and volume. Thankfully only once.
But we have only good news today with the delivery of Harry and Charlotte's newest playmate, Augusta Jay. I will always wonder if it was my pecan salad that caused your mother to go into labor 10 days early.
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