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It's hard to tell but Grandma was actually holding her a bit, rather than simply laying next to her. The few minutes she held her she cooed at her and told her how lovely she was, saying she hoped Noa had blue eyes like she (Grandma) does.
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What a great memory.
Posted by: Ashley | November 09, 2008 at 10:32 PM