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My two beautiful boys. How I love them.

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  1. AlisonOctober 16, 2009 at 4:23 PM

    What sweeties.

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  2. BarbaraOctober 16, 2009 at 7:05 PM

    My gorgeous grandsons xxxxoooo

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  3. LaurenOctober 16, 2009 at 11:35 PM

    They are SUPER cute! I love them too - from way over here on the other side of the world!

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