What, you didn't actually think I was talking about a real, human, flesh and blood baby, did you? I'm not that good at keeping those kind of secrets. This baby marks the coming-of-age of my husband. He no longer ogles motorcycles. As he gets older, his girlfriends seem to get older (and heavier), too.Wow. We're like a real farm now...
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