His name is Harry, his poison, shrimp. Apparently it was not bread or crackers. He visited us at the motel and was very forward. Our neighbors from Georgia fed him shrimp out of the hand and he was pleased with that. He looked at our dumb bread like it was worthless. My oldest son thought that Harry was a "miracle". After some digging, he thought Harry was a stork bringing us news of a baby on the way...
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8 years ago
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The little ones always know. Niklaus keeps poking my belly and saying, "Hey, Mom! My baby BROTHER is in there, is he gonna pop out now?" I'm only about 8 weeks...maybe he knows something I don't?
That is so sweet.
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