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I gave Blake one of my new hollyhock seedlings a few weeks ago. Before he got it out of our house, it dropped three times. After being shook up, he carried it 100 miles to his house. Once planted, it died. When his birthday came, we gave his some gardening tools and a few more seedlings. Now, he will be successful - I can feel it in my thumb.
Zack is showing us his new gift from his Aunt Jan.
Blake's Mom is clever decorating birthday cakes.
"Wait Blake, are you turning 9 or 6?"
His face shows great pleasure.
The idea that no one is perfect is a view most commonly held by people with no grandchildren. ~Doug Larson
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