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his eyes now fix on mine, and if I am lucky, his mouth stretches into a great gum-grin. he is a treasure. this morning he lay in bed after we snuck out. he wiggled there happily, propped up on pillows looking up at a big picture of a bumblebee on the wall - - I could even have breakfast without him! (he had had long gulps of his brekkie since 5am).
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