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The baby’s crying -again!- and I barely placed the last clue for the birthday boy’s present hunt in the morning and who knows if I’m ready for the rest of his birthday and the bed is buried under laundry and some time I need to sleep a little. But I’m already looking forward to my first cup of tea, in my favorite mug, and knowing that we can try again. Every day we get to try again.

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  1. Every day we get to try again. I like this. ❤ Happy Birthday Gilly!

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