Since it was Grant's 1st birthday yesterday, I thought I'd reminisce back to the day he was born. The funny thing about it was that I was actually nice to Anna that day, but it was such a rare occurance that it was deemed only a happenstance.
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There must be something magical about hospitals that makes you act nice to me. I remember a certain brother-in-law grabbing my hand in gratitude and seeking comfort when he had torn his achilles tendon. Interesting.
You should have known Jeff when he briefly worked in a hospital. It was a real love fest. He was mushy with everyone.
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