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Sep 2023
Surprise surprise surprise
I am one of my father’s children
I am not the youngest one
I am my father’s oldest child
Aldo my father’s young children
Are also my brothers
And today they are teenagers
Yes how fast they are growing
I still can’t believe that
Yes one day they will be no longer
Teenagers they will be all adults
Like me
Yes my father made us many years ago
With his holy hands
And we were just babies many years ago
We also know that we are loved by our father
And we also love our father
Many years ago when we were babies
Our father had been very busy looking
After us all day and night
He feed us baby food that was home made
Buy him
Also he had to change our diapers all the time
And that was a horrible work that our father
Had to do
Also our father had to give us all babies
A bath in the bath tub
Then in the afternoon our father had
Put us in our cribs so that we all could
Have our naps
Because babies needs lots of sleep
And at 6 pm all the babies wake up
And get feed again because that is a
Time that they get hungry
And they need to have there dinner
And is our father that feed us
Some baby food that is home made
By our father
And to drink they get some fresh milk
Also my father put as at 8 pm in our
Cribs to sleep for the night
3 months later we had been baptized
By our father
With the holy water
And we never had cried once
aldo kraas
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aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
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