I never want to forget Avery's hair after a bath. Sweet, fluffy and wild.
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The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep
"Song for a Fifth Child"
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep
"Song for a Fifth Child"
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