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I had no idea how much I wanted to be your Mom. How even on the hardest day, I would choose all of you again and again and again. I awoke to a strawberry face, scrambled egg hair and bacon eye brows. Later, I napped. In a perfect Mother's Day tradition, Nate did loads of projects that I have been wanting done. The living room is almost completely painted. My cup overflows.
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