Started well and
ended with a bang. When the youngest Blandings was born my mother-in-law said, "Lucy (Mr. Blandings's sister) thinks it's so funny that your babies' heads are so big." I didn't see the humor at the time, but as they keep clunking
them into things, I have to wonder. He's fine. His teacher told me there was lots of blood but three cookies seemed to make it all better.
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