With hours of jumping down stairs, jumping jacks, wondering aimlessly around town and malls, the baby did not become a third generation 4-14 BABY. It was sad, but everything under the sun was tried to give me the greatest birthday present. O-well, now we are just hoping Mo doesn't get to uncomfortable. Her hands and feet are now all swollen up. Not so bad that it is painful, but big enough so that her rings, and shoes are tight. Daisy is getting very nervous that she will no longer be the center of our attention, but he have had some very nice conversations with her to explain what is going on.
Come on baby, come out where ever you are!
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