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I was a really good little baby.  The only times I cried were when I was hungry or needed changing or needed to be held.

Grandma gave me a nice pink blanket that I liked a lot.  Sometimes my fingers and toes would poke through the blanket. 

I liked being around my big brothers.  They were very good to me.  I especially liked it when Paul and Luke would hold me.

Whenever we went shopping, my brothers would each hold onto a corner of the shopping cart.  Of course, I got to ride on top.  I looked like a little princess being carried along by four boys.

One time when Daddy was holding me I leaned forward and tried to give him a kiss.  Daddy says he will always cherish that moment.

With four older borthers, Daddy and Mommy think that I would have been a tomboy!