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Sunday, September 12, 2004
Yesterday, sis and I went to our friend Amanda's belated birthday party. I spent pretty much the whole time cuddling her baby (Richie, a.k.a. Oz, which is what Titi Tavie calls him, dagnabbit!), who's five months old today.
He kept getting passed to me-- mostly because there wasn't anything at the party I could eat (which was cool, as we were in a neighbourhood that has awesome Puerto Rican food and Kirsten ran out and got me some)-- but, anyway, every time more food came out someone would pass me the little man. We became best friends. He fell asleep on me twice. Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:35 PM | shower me with attention
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