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05 May 2006


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I think so... hmm...

The day Griffin was born he was the spitting image of Aaron. All he needed was a pair of glasses. Now, everyone says he's the spitting image of me, which I think is hilarious -- I still see him (and Darwin) as a little Aaron.


Yeah sure...bone structure and all that jazz-genetic for sure! Sweet story and neat portraits.


lovely portraits! what fun to have...

fresh produce

what a treasure to have. it sure is a vast improvement from the caricatures that are offered now.


Not only do I look like my mother, I'm now begining to say all those things she said, that I always said I'd never say to my children!!

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