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Dec 2013
had
My child,
my 3rd born son,
although he wasn't my favorite child,
that role was reserved for which ever child needed me the most at any given moment,
he was the kid that was so much like me that we had the most extreme love/hate parent/ child relationship that 2 people could have.  
we had at one time the ability to say a single word,
maybe 2 and know what the others sentence was and to that,
the reply was a single word or 2 back kinda like that language that twins can have and we drove people crazy as they listened to us say 1/2 sentences which made no sense to anyone else but we laughed at our own private jokes that were sometimes told with 3 ****** expressions,
2 hand gestures and the sound of what turtles make when they are mating and we had hours of this.
had.
Lynda Kerby
Written by
Lynda Kerby  Kansas
(Kansas)   
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   Cassie Stoddard
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