That Sam loves his meme. She has some sort of magic baby dust that stops crankiness in its tracks and brings smiles whenever she is in the room. Sam is hypnotized by his meme. He will yank his head in all directions when he hears her voice, trying to get a glimpse. I think it might have something to do with the time I caught her sneaking him chocolate. Maybe it is that you get your free dose of baby dust after you've raised six kids and have a baker's dozen of grandkids.
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Hey, what's up? I miss you!
Your mom looks the exact same as she did when we were 12. You come from good genetic stock, Elijah, which is probably why Sam looks so yummy too. I bet your dad did biology experiments on the Maples cells back in the day...
I wanna squeeze Sam.... (said in the really whiney and pathetic voice of a mother whose baby is now more of a boy than a baby.... wahh)
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