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Babies Galore

Babies galore, I tell my baby, my youngest, who’ve met these birthing-cousins. Bouncing babies born on the same day. A boy, a girl - twinsies and many miles away, another boy - oh the joy! My daughter says but it’s been a sad day, Mom. I ask her why, fearing one of her in-laws, something with the kids… She says that Tina Turner died today. I smile: Honey, that doesn’t trump the family news. Babies galore. Oh the joy…the joy…joining in for the generations spinning out. May God abundantly bless these bundles of swaddled happiness! May they be dressed in white-out apparel - be the very best humans. and as Tina would belt out, as she passed by the freshly powdered…surely she showered the newbies with: You’re simply the best Better than all the rest* Rest in peace, Tina! Welcome Cousins! 5/25/2023 *songwriters: Holly Knight, Mike Chapman

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Date: 5/25/2023 1:56:00 PM
Right on, Kim. Babies galore is the right message. A dozen or more, I say. (Myself, aimed for 10, wound up with 4. Very perplexing I didn't have more...).
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 5/25/2023 2:19:00 PM
I aimed for four, wound up with 3. So blessed!

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