First I've remembered in a long time, and I really had to reach for it. But it was a good one - or at least I appreciate the attempt my subconscious made
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When son N was about 18 months old, I carried him into the surf at Brighton Beach and he had that crazy baby laugh as a big wave came up over us. I held him tight.
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I'm a little sad that I'm missing her first smiles. When we were down to see her she had that newborn thing going.
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